The Seminarian

I seduced a seminarian. My father is bed ridden and needs the full time care of a nurse. A seminarian, who is spending one year in our parish as part of his training, comes to our house to give spiritual comfort and communion to my father. He's Vietnamese, in his twenties, good looking and friendly. My father and mother are separated, so a cleaner also comes in most days. I live in a small self contained annexe. I try to have a few words with my seminarian when he comes. He loves to stop and chat.

One afternoon I invited him to my place and made instant coffee for him. I gave him a chocolate muffin which I know he likes.

I won't recount the whole conversation we had, I'll stick only to the main points. On the sofa I asked him about celibacy. He said it was part and parcel of his vocation but admitted it was difficult. He added that before he'd decided to become a priest he'd had sexual relations with some women.

I told him he still could as he hadn't taken his vows yet. He'd been so taken up with his studies he said there was little time for that .

Well, I offered myself to him, told him I'd be happy to take care of any needs. Naturally, he looked horrified and refused, saying it was out of the question. But I felt with a little encouragement he'd relent. I said a little kissing wouldn't hurt, put my arm around him. Kissed his neck, his cheek, then around to his mouth. He didn't push me away.

We enjoyed this for a while before I took his hand and put it on my leg above the knee. He looked at me, a little puzzled. He said I was tempting him. I pushed my dress up and took his hand and guided it up further. I said 'It's not a sin.'

We kissed again and I moved his hand again, parting my legs, getting his fingers closer. It was the sweetest feeling when his fingertips moved over my undies. He found my vagina and touched the labia. I ran my hand over his trousers, felt an erection. He flinched when he felt my touch, said nothing.

I moved my undies aside and taking his hand again manipulated two fingers of his into my vagina. 'That's it,' I said. 'Right there.' He gave me the feeling his inexperience was greater than he'd pretended. This made me more hot for him.

This was good, but I stood up and pulled off my dress. My undies were around my hips, I pushed them down and kicked them away. I took his head and moved it to my stomach, where he kissed my skin. I had no expectations of cunnilingus.

I said, 'Let's go into the bedroom, it'll be much better.' He said nothing. When I took his hand he stood up, so I guided him to my bed. I removed my bra. I was naked. I unbuttoned his shirt. When he sat on the bed I knelt between his legs and unbuckled his belt. Now I unzipped him. I had fears his penis might be small but it was a beautiful normal size. His pubic hair was the same as on his head, coarse to the touch, straight and black. I ran my tongue from his scrotum up the shaft to the head. I put my lips around the head. His body reacted. I began to realise I didn't want to over excite him, he'd be like a virgin.

We undressed and lay facing each other on the bed. I told him I loved him deeply and this was perfectly natural He said I was consumed by lust. I was, but when I got him to roll on top of me, he did it. His penis felt hot against my skin. I had to hold his firm penis and guide it in. I felt it touch the lips of my vagina. He reacted automatically and thrust it in.

He was inside me and it felt so good. He began his rhythmic thrusting, breathing heavily. I arched my back and rotated my hips. Suddenly it was over. He ejaculated into me. I put my arms and legs around him, holding him to me, not wanting him to pull out. I kissed him, told him how beautiful it was.

I felt his penis inside me, one second still hard and then the next it softened. I felt it slide down inside, and it was the most delicious sensation. Then it was out. I rolled on top of him, not wanting him to leave.

I said, 'Can we do it again?' He didn't know, so we kissed some more. We lay side by side. I touched his penis. It was what one of my ex-boyfriends called a semi. So I went down and sucked it gently with plenty of licking. It firmed up quickly. 'One more,' I said and he got between my legs. Once again I guided him in. I told him to lie still so I could savour the moment, the pleasure of his hardness inside me. After some moments his urges overcame him and he began thrusting gently. Deep inside me I felt an orgasm building. I asked him to thrust harder. Our lovemaking became faster. I did the same as before, arching my back, getting him to push deeper

This time it lasted longer. I lost all sense of time but I knew it was better, enjoyed it more. Felt my orgasm coming. He ejaculated. I don't know if I felt it or imagined it but knowing he filling my vagina with his semen excited me. As his body relaxed mine convulsed. I can't describe how satisfied I felt. His penis softened, it was over. He was anxious to go.