Visit a resident

Leanne wanted to know for sure what was going on so decided to visit another of Rosefield Manor's residents. She was halfway down the corridor when she picked a room at random. Knocking on the door and opening it cautiously.

"Um, hello?" There was a moment of silence before Leanne heard a response.

"Hello, dear." came an elderly man's voice. "Come in. Come in." Leanne stepped inside and closed the door behind her. As she moved further into the room she was a little surprised to see a man dressed in a priest's cassock complete with white collar. "What can I... do for you, my child."

The old man had hesitated when he saw Leanne's figure hugging black dress and heightened cleavage. Seeing the look she received from the pensioner, the young woman was started to regret her choice of room. "I'm, um... I'm a volunteer here today. I'm spending time visiting the residents. Um, fa-father."

"Wonderful!" smiled the aged resident, clapping his hands together. "Please, take a seat." Leanne did so in the vacant chair next to the old man. He seemed uncomfortable at the sight of her bare thighs as he dress rode up when she sat. Trying to fight his initial reaction the priest began to question the young woman. "And what is your name, child?"

"L-Leanne," she replied nervously.

"No need to be so anxious," smiled the pensioner. "Us clergymen are not to be feared." Leanne relaxed a little at the old man's friendly demeanour. "Are you a good person?"

"I... I try to be," she answered. Wondering how much of her naughty late night activities counted against her.

"Do you do the Devil's work?" he asked. Stony-faced. Leanne's mouth fell open at the question. What did he mean by that she wondered. "Are you a... prostitute?"

"No!" she yelled. "Of course not!" She realised her dress, while covering most of her body, was still pretty sexual. She imagined an old man like this hadn't seen many hot young girls in a while. Especially as a priest.

"But you engage in sexual activity. Correct?" Leanne nodded in confirmation. "Only for religious purposes or for pleasure as well?"

"I guess for pleasure too," she responded sheepishly.

"Do you have urges?" he continued. Leaving the young woman wondering where these questions were leading and how personal they were going to get. "Do you have sexual desires that you fight? Or do you give in to your depraved urges and engage in sexual activity?"

All this talk of sex and urges was starting to arouse Leanne. Especially talking with an old priest like this. She didn't quite know why, possibly because of its wrongness, but it was turning her on. She squirmed awkwardly in her seat. Squeezing her thighs together, keeping them tight around her bare pussy. She wouldn't have felt so horny right now if she was wearing underwear.

The more the conversation went on the more excited she became. Soon she was subtly caressing her breasts while listening to the old man go on about how wrong it all was. Eventually she couldn't hold back any longer.

"Sometimes... I just want to rip my clothes off," she told him. "To have my hot young body exposed. For someone to pleasure me. Play with my body while I satisfy them. To have hot, passionate sex for hours at a time. To be taken hard from behind. A thick, hard cock pounding in and out of my naked, writhing body."

The longer Leanne spoke for the harder it was to hold back. Her comments became more and more depraved and she didn't care who she was talking to. She glanced at the priest. His face was reddened and he looked like he was about to burst.

"You have a demon inside you!" he yelled. "I am **** to extract it!"

Without warning he had grabbed Leanne and lifted her to her feet. He tugged at the zip on the front of her dress and exposed her hot body before tossing her down roughly to the bed. The young woman moaned a little at the surprisingly vigorous action and lay back as she watched the priest approach her.

He released his cock from the confines of his black cassock. A thick, huge member that swelled at the top in a shocking large head. The priest grabbed Leanne's hair and **** her nearer to his enlarged shaft. The cock was pressed to her lips and the young woman was obliged to swallow it. Taking as much of the heavy shaft as she could down her throat. The priest groaned as she pleasured him. Her lips sliding back and forth along his length while her tongue teased him. He began to fuck her mouth. Pumping his cock in and out rapidly while roughly grabbing her hair.

Just as Leanne wondered how much more she could take the aged resident flipped her over to her stomach. She soon felt that swollen head pressed to her pussy and with a grunt the old man **** it inside her.

"Ohhh... God!" she cried.

"I'll teach you about God, demon!" he roared back.

The old priest was surprisingly strong and forceful. He hands gripped her slender waist powerfully as his meaty tool pistoned in and out of her young slit. The thick shaft spread her lips wide and she cried out as he fucked her.

"Ohhh God! Oh fuck! Ohhh yesss! Mmmm... Fuck me! Fuck me like a bad girl! Teach me to be good, father!" Leanne couldn't get enough of the rough sex as that enormous cock pounded into her. She felt the old man's large balls slapping against her pert rear. Grunting each time he thrust forwards and drove deep inside her. Soon she could take no more and her orgasm hit. Sweeping through her body like a powerful wave of emotion. "Oh God! Ohh shit! Ohh shit! Ohhhh... Hoolllleeee shhhiiitttt!!!"

He body shook and her face was buried in the softness of the bed. The priest behind her continued screwing her hole until she heard him roar and empty his seed inside her. Filling her pussy with his juices before flowing from her lips and mixing with her own as they slid down her soft thighs.

There was a deep panting noise behind her and Leanne turned over to see the priest shaking uncontrollably. As he recovered from his orgasm he seemed to be shrinking. Even his penis was not what it once was, even considering being post-climax. the grip on her waist had felt so strong, so powerful. It was difficult to imagine this frail old clergyman had been the one screwing her.

"I, um... I... feel better now, fa-father." she stammered. Unsure what else to say.

"Very... Very good, my child." he replied. The old man seemed a little confused, but that could have just been the comedown from his impressive orgasm.

Leanne decided to cover herself up and dropped off the bed before retrieving her dress and returning it to her body. As she zipped up the front she looked down at the priest. He was sat back in his chair with a look of bewilderment on his face.

"I, um... I'm leaving now, father." she smiled.

"Very good." he answered. Not bothering to look her in the face.

With that Leanne walked hurriedly for the door. Once back in the corridor she reflected on her strange but enjoyable sexual encounter with the priest, before wondering where to go next.