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Confessing Her Sins (m/f, i/r, n/c) by Black Demon

_______________________________________ Standard Disclaimer! This
is a fictional story intended for Adults only!
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************        *********** Note:  The story below is a story
in itself.  However, it is also a direct continuation of the
earlier story entitled:  Star Player  I ***********       
*********** This story along with all other Black Demon stories
are now enhanced with pics at Black Demon's free story site:
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Otis Taylor, a black custodian and handyman, had been a part-time
employee at the Catholic church for the past several months. 
Using his skills as a custodian and handyman, it supplemented his
income by working several hours a week at the church.  The extra
income he earned working at the church was nice, but it was the
extra perk that had him inquire of the job opening.

That 'extra perk' for Otis, one that he had managed to control
and keep well hidden, that of his enjoyment in discreetly ogling
all of the lovely white women coming and going to Sunday mass
that really made the job a thrill for him.  In fact, he made it a
point to schedule his working hours at the church to be sure to
see the pageant of lovely young white women showing up for Sunday
mass. Otis knew that on Sunday, the lovely beauties would be
looking their best, wearing their prettiest outfits and sexiest
heels.

Ever since Otis was a kid, he'd had a thing for attractive white
women, especially attractive married white women.  But being
black, knew he didn't stand much chance of such a lovely beauty
giving him the time of day, basically scoring a zero in this
area.  He envied their husbands, the lucky bastards with their
lovely wives on their arms as they strolled proudly into church
each Sunday morning.  Otis often wondered and fantasized what it
would be like to nail one of the beautiful young wives, feeling
her long sexy white legs wrapped around his back, squealing and
screaming as he pounded his meat into her.

Each night, particularly Sundays, Otis lay in the darkness of the
night as he fantasized of all the sexy white beauties he had seen
that day. He made it a point to learn their names, priding
himself with his memory of remembering what they wore, then tried
to imagine each seductively stripping off their pretty outfits
for him.

Then, came his lucky day, the kind of day Otis dreamt about and
fantasized about so many times before.  He had spotted Mrs.
Elaine Williams arrive for Sunday mass, looking especially
attractive in her pink dress and white heels.  The lovely Mrs.
Williams had been one the many subjects of his nightly fantasies,
picturing her doing a strip tease for him alone, squealing when
he shoved his black meat into her tight little pussy.

Eyeing her trim sexy legs, encased in a pair of white hose, Otis
felt his cock lurch in his loose maintenance outfit.  'Am I just
feeling especially horny today?' he wondered as he  felt the urge
to get his rocks off.  Sucking in his breath, he imagined the
sexy beauty spreading her legs from him, wrapping them around his
waist.  He realized immediately that she was alone that day,
seeing that her husband had not accompanied her on this occasion.

As the lovely woman entered the church, Otis went back to fixing
the broken pip that he had been working on, still continuing to
feast his eyes on the arriving beauties.  He hadn't further
thought to the beautiful Mrs. Williams, other than knowing he'd
have a good jack off with her image in mind that night.  When the
service started and everyone was in the church, Otis went about
his job, trying to get as much accomplished in the next hour so
he could then fiddle with unimportant things while ogling the
sexy beauties as the departed.

Then Otis spotted Mrs. Williams talking with the priest after
everyone else had left the church.  He noticed that she looked a
bit distressed and observed the priest nodding and patting her
reassuringly on her shoulder, then motioning for her to go to the
confessional.  His curiosity was building, as was as his cock as
it twitched anxiously in his pants, as he saw the lovely wife
walk to the confessional.

Otis couldn't help but wonder what was up as the church secretary
walked quickly up to the priest and handed him an urgent note. 
Curious and wanting to know what was going Otis walked up to the
priest, inquiring if everything was okay.  The priest looked
quite concerned as he read the note, then looked to the
confessional and back to Otis.  He then explained to Otis that
there was a sudden emergency, a parishioner was critically ill at
the hospital and he needed to attend to him at once.

The priest asked if Otis would inform Mrs. Williams of the
emergency and apologize for his not being able to hear her
confession at this time, but perhaps she could reschedule with
the secretary for later that day.   Otis assured him not to
worry, that he'd take care of everything and hurried the priest
on his way.  Cock rising in his pants as Otis made his way to the
confessional to relay the message but a wicked idea quickly came
to mind.

Otis figured it was a longshot but certainly worth a try.  He
took his place inside the confessional and assumed the role of
priest, curious as to what deep, dark secret and sin this lovely
young wife needed so desperately to confess.  He wasn't sure he
could successfully pull off the scam but figured it was worth a
try.  Trying to disguise his voice, saying as least as possible,
he merely said in a deeper voice "Yes, my dear!"

To his delight, Otis was rewarded immediately when the naīve and
distraught young wife seemed to take the bait, hook, line and
sinker. He listened as the young wife thanked him for taking her
confession on such short notice but she felt she just had to tell
him right then, that she'd been carrying the guilt for too long
already.  First Elaine explained "I'm so glad you could see me
today!  Normally I'm accompanied by my husband and children but
off to watch the professional soccer team that's putting on an
exhibition today!"

Unsuspecting, Elaine began to tell him of her confession,
stammering as she got to the crux of the matter.  "Father
.............I .............I ................my son's teenage
friend ............he ...............he raped me!  My son's
friend ..........is .........is black!  I ...........I'm so
ashamed ..............I .........I haven't told my husband
.................nor reported it to the police!  Father
...........I ...............I've sinned .................I
.................I took physical pleasure during that awful
ordeal!  Since then .........I ...........I've dreamt often of
that pleasure that over took me time and time again!"

Due to the way the confessional was constructed, it assured that
identities of both the confessor and priest are kept anonymous. 
With Elaine so distraught and ashamed over what she had just
confessed to, she never picked up on the fact that she was not in
fact giving her confession to the priest.

Otis, playing the part of the priest, he reassured her everything
would be okay, telling her that the rape was not her fault. 
Also, he told her that her body had merely reacted involuntary
but that she must not continue to think or dream of the physical
pleasure derived from being violated.  He advised her that he'd
call on her later that day, saying that he knew of a solution to
cure her of her dreams or fantasies.

With that reassurance and promise, Elaine was so relieved as she
thanked the 'good father', she left the confessional and headed
for home.  Once she was out of the church, Otis slipped out of
the confessional, following the lovely wife out to the parking
lot and then from a distance proceeded to follow her home. 
Relieved at getting her confession off her chest, Elaine felt
relieved, unaware of the car following her home.

Moments after letting herself in through the door connecting the
garage to the kitchen, Elaine heard the front doorbell ring. 
Looking through the peekhole, seeing the repulsive black man on
the other end, there was no way that she would be opening the
door to the likes of someone like that.  "Can I help you?" Elaine
called out to him.

Hearing her sweet voice from behind the door, Otis knew that he'd
have to play his cards right.  "Hi, Mrs. Williams!  It's me, Otis
Brown!  I work at the church!  I found something that you
apparently left behind in the confessional!  The secretary asked
if I could return it to you right away and gave me your address!"
he advised.

Then Elaine recognized the man as the part-time handyman who
indeed worked at the church.  She felt a bit guilty in the rather
abrupt manner she had greeted him with and unlocked the doorknob
and safety bolt on the door.  However, just because he worked at
the church, she failed to take the precaution of merely inquiring
just what she had forgotten in the confessional.

"Oh, thank you!  What did I forget at church?" she inquired as
she came face to face with the rather repulsive looking man.  As
the man was suddenly quiet, the look on his face turning to a
leer of pure lust, Elaine nervously stepped back into the foyer
as the man pushed the hardwood door open.  "Leave
..............please leave!" she said, voice only a mere whisper
in her frightened state.

Confidently, Otis stepped into the house, grabbing the edge of
the door and slamming it shut.  Seeing the beautiful woman
tremble in fear, he rubbed his crotch and advised "I've got just
what you need here, Mrs. Williams!  A big black cock!  Not a
young teen's cock but a more seasoned one!  You won't have to go
on dreaming for more black meat up your horny little twat!"

"You ..............you know!  How ..............how did you find
out?  I ..............I only told Father about it in the
confessional!" Elaine stammered.  Then the leering man laughed
and advised "The good Father had a sudden emergency and I took
your confession, sweetie!  I thought I'd stop by to scratch that
little itch between your sexy legs, Mrs. Williams!"  Gulping,
realizing that she was alone in her home with this awful man. 
She had to get away she told herself, then turned and ran towards
her bedroom, hoping to lock it behind her and call the police.

With the traction of his rubber soles versus the difficulty she
was having in her high heels, in just seconds he caught up with
the fleeing beauty at the beginning of the hallway.  He grasped
the back of her pink dress and the hook easily gave way with part
of the zipper becoming undone from his strong grasp as she tried
to pull away from him.

In the hallway, Otis grasped her by the arm, pushing the panting
beauty up against the wall.  He bent down and began nuzzling at
her soft tender neck.  It thrilled him to hear her sob "Oh,
please ..............please ...........................please
don't do this to me!"  Laughing, Otis grasped the top of her pink
dress and gave it a yank, pulling the front down to her waist. 
He heard her moan in shame as his hand closed over a lacy white
bra cup and thumbed at the hardening nipple.

Elaine fought with all her might, losing her heels in the process
as the struggle took them to the doorway of the master bedroom.
Her assailant then grasped her torn dress and yanked it down over
her hips, then her dress fell to the floor. Elaine sobbed
fearfully, now dressed only in her lacy white undergarments and
hose.

Otis laughed at the struggling beauty, easily able to physically
gain control of this petite beauty.  Then, with a shove, he
pushed the beautiful wife onto the middle of the king-sized bed
she shared with her husband.  He then taunted her "Is that the
bed that ya share with your loving husband?  Is that the bed that
the black boy raped ya on?  The same bed that you creamed all
over that that boy's black cock?"

Arms crossed over her breast, Elaine could only sob in shame as
her assailant's words hit the nail right on the head.  It indeed
was the bed that the teen had raped her on, the bed that belonged
only to her and her husband.  The bed that she lay awake on at
night, dreaming of the fucking that she had received from the
teen's big black cock.  She shivered, feeling the rough hands
caressing her legs, moving up her thighs to the waistband of her
pantyhose.

Pam sobbed as her legs were slowly bared, feeling her pantyhose
being rolled and pulled down the length of her legs, then off her
feet.  Then she felt the rough hands return to her waist and
shivered as her lacy white panties were being eased over her trim
hips.  She sniffled, knowing that her sex was being view by
another man, feeling so ashamed that this awful man knew the
secret that she had borne.  'Oh, God!  He knows my secret!  He
knows I've been raped ..................that I really enjoyed it
...................that I've been dreaming of the teen who raped
me!' she worried.

"Stop ....................stop ......................please stop
.............ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!  Oh, God
.....................stopppppppppppppp!  Ahhh
..............ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!  Oh, God
.......................oh, Godddddd
....................stoppppppppp!" Pam groaned, withering about
the bed, involuntarily arching up into the slurping mouth.  "Oh,
God ................oh, God ..................I
...............I'm cumminggggggggggg!" she screamed at the top of
her lungs.

As the once taunt legs finally relaxes around the sides of his
face, Otis lifted his head up as he licked at this slick lips to
savor the succulent taste of the beauty's sweet honey.  When Otis
had begun his feast, the young beauty had her arms tightly
crossed over her bra covered breasts.  He chuckled in seeing that
while he had his head buried between her thighs, the lovely Mrs.
Williams had pushed her bra cups up over her breasts and had been
fingering her sensitive nipples as she was being eaten out.

Moving up, moving her limp arms to her sides, Otis stuck his
tongue out to flick at a stiffened pink nipple.  Then he clamped
his mouth over her breasts, getting as much in as possible, then
sank his teeth into the tender orb.  Sucking hard upon her
breasts, rolling the large sensitive nipple in his mouth, he
heard the beauty moan in both pleasure and pain.   Then he paid
homage to the beauty's tender twin in the same manner.

Otis knew that he would be leaving telltale bruises on ivory
white skin and would have her nipples raw and tender.  He wished
that he could witness this pretty wife during the next week,
knowing she'd have to hide those telltale bruises from her
husband.  Any lovemaking with the husband would certainly have to
be done in the darkness of night.  The manner in which he had
devoured her tender nipples, he knew that any touch to them over
the next week would give the lovely beauty a shiver of pain.

"Ohhhh ................ohhhhhhhhh ..............ohhhhhhhhh!"
Elaine moaned as the handyman sucked and bit upon her tender
breasts and nipples, unable to do anything but squirm a bit under
the hovering body upon her.  Even through the painful bites and
nips by the man's sharp teeth, her sensitive nipples still sent
shivers of pleasure throughout her body. Raising her arms up, her
hands grasped the back of the handyman's head, holding him to her
as she continued to moan "Ohhhh ................ohhhhhhhhh
...............ohhhhhhhhh!"

As the mouthing of her breasts suddenly ended, the head lifting
up from her clasping hands, Elaine opened her eyes to see the
large muscular handyman kneeling up between her widespread
thighs.  She saw the white teeth gleaming on his leering black
face, then shivered as she felt the thick end of his blunt fleshy
shaft brushing up and down her wet slit. Her cunt muscles
clenched, then relaxed, over and over again in anticipation of
being penetrated by the much-needed black cock.

Though this evil man knew of her dreadful secret, Elaine gritted
her teeth, telling herself that she didn't want this man and that
she shouldn't feel any guilt as he was forcing himself upon her.
'Its not my fault ...........he ..........he's raping me!' she
told herself, body shivering in anticipation.  But the probing
cockhead did not attempt to push in and penetrate her, just
continued teasing her now juicing slit.

"Mmmmm ................mmmmm ...................mmmmm!" she
moaned, signaling to the handyman of her desperate need as she
tried to push her hips forward to penetrate herself onto him.
"Mmmmm ................mmmmmphhhh!" Elaine desperately groaned as
she reached between their bodies to grasp the man's thick black
prong.  Her trim fingers were unable the encircle the diameter of
the mighty shaft, griping it tightly and holding it into place as
she slid her hips down further.

"Ohhhhhh ..................ohhhhhhhhhh!" Elaine gasped loudly as
she thrust herself forward, forcing her cuntlips to spread around
the thick blunt prong. "Ohhhhhh ..................ohhhhhhhhhh
.....................oh, God .............yesssssssssssssss!" she
moaned as she skewered herself on the pleasure giving shaft.
"Ohhhhhh ..........ohhhhhh .........ohhhhhh .........ohhhhhh
.........ohhhhhh!" Elaine panted as she fucked herself onto the
black skewer, getting more and more of the needed cock into her
horny cunt.

"Please ...............please .........fuck me ..........fuck me
..........pleaseeee!" Elaine desperately pled.  "God
.............please .............please .........fuck meeeeeeee!"
she begged.  "I need it ...................please
..............please .........you know what I want!" she added.

Finally, the handyman's large hands grasped her trim hips and his
thick black cock pushed deeper into her, giving her several more
inches of the lengthy prong. "Ohhhhhh
..................yessssssssss .............yesssssssssssssss!
Ohhhhh, deeper .............fuck me deeper!  Oh, good
...............so good ................so gooddddddd!" Elaine
shivered as her body quivered with pleasure.

Otis groaned as his cock was fully enveloped in the slick but
tight groove of the beautiful young wife, making the dream of a
lifetime come true for him.  He then began to pump his muscular
frame up and down into the frantic beauty as she hunched up at
his pumping cock, feeling her cunt muscles tighten and squeeze
tightly at his throbbing cock.  It gave him great pleasure in
feeling her arms encircle his shoulders, feeling her long
manicured fingers scratching lightly along his back as she
encouraged him to fuck her deeper.  Then he felt her wrap her
sexy legs around his back as she arched up to get him fully into
her.

Then Otis decided to taunt the sexy beauty, knowing that she was
too far gone and all his for the taking, telling her "You're
nothing but a slut for black cock, aren't you, Mrs. Willaims? 
First enjoy a black boy's cock and now you're creaming all over
my cock!  Did that black boy cream in your pussy, Mrs. Williams?
You let a black boy cum in you, bitch? You didn't make him put on
a condom, sweetie?"  Not getting a response, he stabbed hard into
her "Tell me, bitch!  Or I'm gonna take my cock outta ya!"

"No ...........no ..........don't stop, please!" Elaine pleaded,
clutching tightly at him with her arms and legs.  "He
.............he raped me ...............raped me without a
condom!  I ............I had to douche it out
.............after!" she blurted out.  "Please ...........don't
take it out .................please ..........fuck me!  Oh, yes
.............yes ..............fuck me ................fuck me!"
she pleaded.

"Don't want me to take my black cock outta ya, Mrs. Williams? 
Don't ya want me to put a condom on, Mrs. Williams?  Want me to
cum in ya?  Wanna get knocked up with my little kid, bitch?  Tell
me what ya want, sweetie!" Otis demanded, slicing his lengthy
cock slowly up into her, then slowly withdrawing it till just the
cockhead remained enveloped in her clasping cuntlips.

It was a sight to behold as the lovely wife's trim white arms and
sexy legs clutched tightly to the muscular black body, locking
her trim ankles together, humping back onto the lengthy thrusts
of the thick black prong.  Then the beautiful wife screamed "Oh,
Godddddd!  Fuck me .............fuck me!  No ...........no
................don't take it out!  Cum ..............cum in me
....................knock me up ..................knock me up
with your black baby!  Yes ...............yes
..................deeper ..............deeperrrrrrrr!  Fuck me
deeper!  Cum in me ...............pleaseeeeeee!"

"Oh, baby ............ohhhhhhh, you're so fuck'n tight!  Damn,
yer tight!   So tight ...............so soft and beautiful!  But
you're just a slut for black cock, aren't ya, bitch?  Gonna make
ya my fuck'n little whore!  Ya wanna be my fuck'n whore, don't
ya, bitch? Oh, baby ...........yeahhhhh
..................ohhhhhhh, fuckkkkkkkk ...........yeah!" Otis
taunted.

"Ohhhh ................fuck me ..................fuck me!  Fuck
your whore!  Fuck me .............ohhhhh, yessssss
..................fuck your whore with your big black cock!
Ohhhhhh ...............yessssssss .................oh, Goddddd
.....................I .........I'm cummingggggggggggggggg
............ahhhhhhhhhh!" Elaine screamed, tightly embracing the
muscular body.  Arching up high to get the lengthy cock fully
embedded into her womb, Elaine shuddered and quivered in a
mind-shattering orgasm.

Otis groaned loudly "Oh, baby ...................gonna cum
.................gonna fill ya up with my hot seed!  Gonna knock
ya up, Mrs. Williams!  Gonna puff up your tummy with a little
black baby!  Ya want me to knock ya up, don't ya, bitch?  Want my
hot seed in yer belly, don't ya, Mrs. Williams?  What's yer
husband gonna say when ya present him with a little black
bastard?"

"Yessssss ..........ohhh, yesssssssss ..............fuck me
.............cum .............cum in meeeeeeeee!  Shoot it
...............shoot it .................shoot it in meeeeeee! 
Godddd ................knock me up .................knock me up
with your black babyyyyyyy!  I don't care what my husband says
.................I'll ...............I'll move in with you
...............I'll be your whore!" she panted.

Otis slammed his muscular black frame into the petite body,
burying the length of his entire cock into her, holding the trim
white hips tightly.   "Oh, baby, baby ......ohhhh, here it cums
you sweet little bitch! Oh you sweet bitch, you fuck'n whore
..........getting a black cock right on the bed you share with
your husband!" he gasped, unleashing his hot cream directly into
her fertile womb.  Otis groaned as he felt the trim white legs
squeeze him tighter, squeezing all the cum out of him.

Late that afternoon, upon preparing dinner for her family, Elaine
heard the garage door open and in came the teens chatting about
their exciting day.  Busy at the sink preparing the vegetables,
she greeted them with a 'Hi!'  With her husband coming in and
closing the door behind him, she leaned back as his arms
encircled her waist and turned to the side to give him a quick
kiss on the lips.

With the kids out of the kitchen, she felt her husband's hand
sliding up and her body shivered as he neared her breasts. 
"Honey ........I ...........I'm preparing the vegetables!" she
said, trying to deter his advances. "Ahhh ............ohhhhhh!"
she moaned, not from pleasure but from pain of having her bruised
breasts and nipples from being fondled.  To make it worst, her
husband mistook her moans for that of pleasure, squeezing her
painful breast ever harder and pinching her ultra-sensitive
nipples.

When asked how her day was, Elaine advised her husband that she
had gone to church as usual, then had picked up things around the
house and changed the sheets on their bed.  Indeed, she had to
pick up the trail of garments and heels that had been stripped
off her body by church's handyman, less the bra and panties that
he had taken with him as souvenirs.  The sheets certainly had to
be changed as they had soaked up a lot of leaking fluid from the
numerous fucks upon it that afternoon.

After dinner, watching television with her husband, Elaine
advised "Honey, with you busy with your job and not having much
spare time, wouldn't it be good to hire a part-time handyman
around the house?  I met the handyman at church while he was
fixing a faucet and learned that he's always available to do
part-time work.  I told him that I'd check with you first!   He
must be honest and reliable if the church uses him?   I could use
him to plant some things!"  With her husband agreeing with her
idea, Elaine could think of only one thing that she wanted Otis
to plant ............that being his big black cock into her horny
cunt!

After work on Wednesday, Elaine stopped at the church just as the
office secretary was about to close up.  Hoping that the priest
was available to hear confessions, Elaine was disappointed to
learn that he had been called out to administer last rites to a
patient in the hospital.  As the door to the church always
remained open to members of its congregation, she knelt before a
pew and silently begged for forgiveness.

While repairing some choir chairs upstairs in the church, Otis
had heard the clicking of high heels entering the church. 
Peering out of the window, he watched as the secretary's car
pulled out of the parking lot.   Seeing other members of the
congregation pulling into the parking lot, he knew that he would
have to act quickly.

With a half-dozen of fellow church members and friends down below
in the pew, Elaine panted, realizing that she could not afford to
make a sound for fear of being discovered.  Should any noise
attract someone's attention drawing that person upstairs to
investigate, she would certainly not be able to explain why she
was kneeling down upstairs. Certainly, she would not be able to
say she was praying, not when she was devoid of all clothing,
hand pumping as her head bobbed on the handyman's thick black
tool.

Getting home a bit later than usual, Elaine apologized for being
late, saying she stopped off at the church and took time to have
communion. Heading up to her bedroom to change before starting
dinner, she licked her lips at the slick taste of the communion
she had been given.  Going to the bathroom, stripping off her
dress and drenched panties, she opened the cabinet, gasping
slightly as she realized that she had used up the last bottle of
douche that she thought was available.  'Oh, God!   I'll have to
wait till after dinner to run out and buy a bottle!  I hope it
won't be too late by then!' she pondered.


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