Church sex Stories

Becky arrived at the church at 9:45 Monday morning, as usual. That allowed her time to start the coffee before everyone else came in. She especially wanted to make a good impression on the new preacher, Seth Waters. She had met him when he came to preach as part of the interview process, after which the church voted to hire him. Seth timed his arrival at 10:00 so as not to be early but not late. He felt the first day he s...

Father Thomas cleared his throat, shifting in the dimly lit confessional. The worn velvet of his vestments brushed against the cold, wooden panel separating him from his next confessor. The murmur of the congregation outside the church drifted in, a gentle reminder of his duty. He had been a priest for barely a year, and this was his first assignment in the wealthy suburbs of Eastbridge. The parish was large and well-fund...

Father Adrian arrived at St Mary's church and school a few weeks back and was now taking a tour with Sister Ruth. He was an attractive priest, about forty years old, who would live at the rectory and was now seeing the school, along with the convent for the nuns who ran the school. Sister Ruth was the mother nun at the convent where fifteen nuns lived. He said, “At my last parish, I went to the convent each week to hear t...