This is the continuation of my story about a young Catholic couple back in the 80s, specifically, how they come to commit the Sin of Fornication for the first time. It is based on a true story.
John and Kerstin now had a sexual relationship. They indulged in sexual acts not “open to life”, Mortal Sins - masturbation, fellatio and cunnilingus. It had become habitual, so they were frequent visitors to the confessionals at several nearby churches. For them not to have to go, they would have to marry.
On one occasion John felt guilty after Kerstin had sucked his penis until he had ejaculated in her mouth. He remembered what the priest had said, that it was less sinful if seed wasted outside the vagina was deposited there. It was just after Kerstin's period and so he asked her to kiss him and give him back his seed. He had committed an act of masturbation the day before and so it didn't taste strong. He bent down and carefully licked it into her vagina, then penetrated her to get it as far inside her as he could, knowing that the risk of pregnancy was low.
As their activities became more sinful, the priests tended to ask them for ever more shameful details. They had to know so that they could dispense absolution correctly.
John was surprised how interested they were in his penis. He had spent his life desperately trying to ignore its demands. They asked for every detail of how he committed masturbation, especially that one occasion he didn't like to think of when he had committed a Homosexual Act by masturbating with a friend. When he told the priest the story about licking his semen into Kerstin, he thought the priest's voice sounded thick.
Heterosexual priests, especially despised for their habit of leaving evidence of their sins in the form of children, were just as interested in Kerstin’s orgasms. Being a good Catholic, she did not masturbate, but they asked for every detail about how John licked or rubbed her nipples and clitoris to bring her to orgasm. They needed a large amount of willpower to ignore the demands of their unused sexual organs and not all were successful, but that is another story.
John knew where this was all heading. He went to the nearby pub mid-afternoon and after a beer, he went to the gents. Nobody there. He managed to buy three condoms from the machine. The intention to sin indicated by the purchases of contraceptives would go down badly in the confessional, but he had never wanted anything more than to “become one flesh” with Kerstin.
They were gradually trying out new things when they were alone together. The next move was to nudity. They had been wearing most of their clothes until this point. They were beautiful naked and fortunately not too shy to enjoy it, despite their Catholic upbringings. For a while their mutual masturbation and oral sex continued but now they were as naked as the day they were born.
Occasionally John asked Kerstin if he could do what he so wanted to. He had one of the precious condoms in his wallet ready for a positive answer.
It was after they had been to dinner. There had been wine. They were naked, just starting, and she said yes. They went through their normal routine - kissing, then sucking nipples, clitoris, and penis, etc. But this time, once Kerstin had had her orgasm, John got the condom out of its wrapper and was putting it on his penis. This was, however, the last straw, and he ejaculated all over it and that was the end for that evening.
They had to go to confess their intentions to fornicate.
But the very next week, they tried intercourse again and this time, John carefully got the condom on. He gently played with the entrance to Kerstin’s vagina. The time had come. In the missionary position, he put his penis over her vagina and they wriggled until it was in the right place. He was so sexually excited, he worried he would have another premature ejaculation. He was determined not to. He slowed himself down by thinking of the embarrassment he would feel when the priest asked him every detail of his sexual sins.
Her orgasm had left Kerstin feeling ready. John checked with his finger that she was wet. She was!
In later years John thought that it might have been the most exciting moment of his life. He pushed gently forwards and upwards. They felt her hymen go. That was not pleasant, but there were only a few drops of blood. His penis gradually slipped inside her. This was sexual intercourse between man and woman. It was wonderful. It was the thing that creates all of us. The most natural thing in the world, but as Catholics they would need to pay a high price for it.
He moved his penis in and out of her quite slowly. It didn’t last long but it was really beautiful. He didn’t need much stimulation. As soon as he felt Kerstin quivering with release, John had what he thought was the most intense orgasm of his life. Not that compared to non-Catholics he had had a large number of orgasms and many had been accidental, such as wet dreams. He had literally seen stars.
The cliché is true - both of them walked on air the following day and gradually their trips to the confessional became fewer. Mortal Sin had taken over their lives. They just enjoyed the Sin of Fornication too much, just as John had enjoyed the Sin of Self Abuse if he was honest with himself.
They didn’t get married. They didn’t have enough in common. But this was a dry run. It taught them how to love physically and emotionally and what their needs were. Both of them were married within five years and still are.
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