Netori: Stealing The Hero's Party!

The young boy who'd only just turned into a man, gathered his courage and finally spoke to Erika at the other end of the confessional.

"I-I think I like someone…" He stuttered, his voice tinged with embarrassment.

'That's it?' Though Erika didn't voice it out. Instead, keeping herself composed, she smiled faintly as she replied.

"Love, it's a virtue under the goddess' eyes, you shouldn't be ashamed as it's far from sin–"

"It's my friend's mommy…" Her eyes widened in shock at the revelation, Erika's mind even struggled to soak in that sudden burst of information. But as it slowly settled in, she couldn't help asking in a rush.

"What do you mean?" Her words lingered for a while, but then the boy hesitantly spoke up.

"She kissed me one day, and it felt a bit weird," getting hard at the thought alone, the boy covered his groin with his hands. "Then, um…My hands moved on their own and grabbed her butt–and…"

Though the boy fell silent all of a sudden, Erika wanted to know more. She knew it was wrong, and yet being frustrated herself for a while, those words by the guy on the other side of the confessional sounded sweet as honey.

"Uhm…" Pressing her hand against the netted veil, she gulped and then sighed. "D-does her husband know?"

The boy only shook his head and hummed a tune of disagreement. Feeling conflicted about the whole thing, Erika searched through her memories, looking for decrees for widows. But when she couldn't find anything against finding a new partner, she could neither condemn the boy nor his friend's mother.

'Is it really not a sin–to try to sleep with your son's friend?' Just trying to make sure, Erika asked yet another crucial question.

"What's your age child?" Her nails digging into the net, she patiently waited for a response.

"I'll be nineteen soon," perhaps realizing where the priestess was getting at, the boy clarified things further. "It happened just a few days after I turned eighteen!"

'She waited for him to be an adult?' Erika wondered, and she was right.

"Then, it isn't sinful…I suppose?" A relieved gasp left the boy's lips, however, hearing the matter so far, Erika couldn't help her curiosity. And so, wanting to know more, she pushed him further. "S-simply confess what you've done, just in case you've sinned after all."

'This is wrong!' She screamed at herself, but as the now relieved boy began speaking, her worries were quickly shoved to the side.

"I often visit her house, she gives her son something to do so we can be alone for a while," painting that image in the priestess' head, the boy didn't realize but he was slowly tempting her to do something nefarious in the goddess's church. "We kiss each other, and–"

As the boy stopped speaking from embarrassment, Erika took a deep breath and urged.

"And?" Gulping once more, her mind grew muffled. Instead of doing her job at hand, she found her hands moving down on their own. "T-tell me everything, in detail so I can make sure you've not sinned…"

Biting her lips, she kept screaming at herself to stop, but the frustration of being celibate had finally caught up to her. And though unsure at first, the boy shut his eyes with shame and began retelling everything the two had been doing for a while.

The very first time the boy had turned into a man was when his friend fell asleep while the two were studying in the room. His mother, however, taking advantage of the situation, pulled the boy on the bed, cuddled around with him, and showered him with loads of kisses as well.

After a while, she laid herself bare and sucked his cock until he shot his first load into her mouth, and then, finally laying down, she had him fuck her pussy on her own son's bed.

The two stayed as quiet as they could, and the boy even suckled on her breast to keep his voice lowered. After a few times of blasting her pussy with his cum, he was completely drained for the day.

'Ahh…I should stop him.' Thought Erika, even though her fingers had already slipped down her panties. Caressing her wet folds to the boy's story, she huffed and moaned with no control over her voice. The boy, blushing at those voices, couldn't help himself either. Reaching into his pants, he began detailing more of their encounters.

From fucking his friend's mom while they were alone to sneaking a quickie right behind his back. The boy's misadventures made him sound like a playboy in the making, and just hearing about it all reminded Erika of Raven. Has he done something like that? Of course he did, the queen got her pussy fingered right in front of her eyes after all.

"Last time we did it, we almost got caught…" Finishing up his story, the boy added a few more words. "Her son got suspicious since she made me share a room with her while I was staying over, although he's a virgin so I don't think he knows what we did exactly."

"What did you do?" Erika asked, her fingers now dripping with her juices.

"She wants me to marry her, so–she wore her wedding dress and–" Before the boy could finish, another priestess knocked at the confessional door.

Horrified at the sudden knock, the two pulled their hands out of their underwear and turned to the door in shock.

"Priestess, others are waiting to confess…" Reminded the feminine voice.

"Y-yeah, we're done!" Erika blurted out before concluding her duty for the day and leaving things in the other priestess' hands.

As she walked out of the confessional, she glanced at the boy getting out as well. And to her surprise, he was neither good-looking nor impressive in any visible manner. If anything, she felt disappointed, because, from the way the confession went, it almost sounded like the boy was much manlier than he actually was.

'I thought he'd look like Raven, I don't why.' Flashed with imagery in her head where the boy was replaced by Raven and fucking the friend's mother, Erika felt her chest puffing up with heat. 'Sex, isn't a sin right?'

On the path to breaking her celibacy, at this point, she was simply looking for excuses or a loophole to finally find out what was so special about sex. Yet, not before she checked the tomb of divine grace to make sure she wasn't breaking her oath.