A sizzling tale of s*xual experience by a member of a church with his
pastor’s daughter well narrated to entertain and satisfy. (This article
is rated 18+)
This photo is used for illustrative purposes only
I had noticed her in the church for a while now, She always sat in the front seat in preppy white or grey dresses.
Her dresses, while not very tight or revealing, seemed to always give
subtle hints of her curves underneath. Often times, she would pass by me
and I would catch a glimpse of her curvy ass as the dress swayed when
she walked. I knew I should not be lusting after my pastor’s daughter,
but this was not the first inappropriate urges I have had for
inappropriate people.
She could not be more than 18 or 19 and her features were beautiful, yet
innocent. Her lips were full, causing me to imagine them sliding up and
down my cock. My d*ck was usually achingly erect whenever I saw her and
her innocence seemed to call to me.
I knew better than to stroll on over and ask for her number while her
father stood at the pulpit preaching hell and damnation for fornicators
so I simply bided my time. Every Sunday, I would try and come up with
ideas on how to get to her but was unsuccessful.
Finally, my chance came. The youths were organising a beach outing and
although, I did not consider myself as part of the “youths,” knowing
that she would be there made the trip more appealing. I signed up and
one Saturday afternoon, a bunch of us were on the beach trying to party
with only pure intentions.
During the party, whenever I saw her, she was almost always with a group
of girls. Finally, I was able to catch her standing alone with a bottle
of soft drink in hand. I walked over to where she stood and introduced
myself. She stood stiffly as I talked, then after a few moments, she
quickly collected my phone and typed in her number.
“I cannot be seen talking to you. It could get to my father. Just call
me.” She whispered in a rush and hurried off. I left the gathering
almost immediately as I had already gotten what I needed.
Two weeks later, I was sitting on the sofa, watching a TV show with
Angela (that was her name) beside me. She had arrived a few minutes
earlier and I was still trying to determine how best to get her where I
needed her. She was wearing a blue dress today.
The hem stopped just above her thigh but the upper part was a bit tight
so the outline of her boobs was visible. She wore a cardigan to cover up
on her way here but removed it a few seconds after she entered my home.
She sat by me with her legs crossed causing her dress to hike up a bit. I
put my arm around her then suddenly, she turned to me. “Are we just
going to sit here or are we going to f*ck?”
I swallowed my gasp of surprise as I turned to her. But before I could
speak, she said, “I have only an hour till I have to get back. My
father thinks I am at a Bible study. Can we get this over with?”
Hey, who was I to question her anticipation? I pulled her off the sofa
and led her to my bedroom. She immediately took off her clothes while I
took off mine. Her body was absolutely banging underneath. I immediately
pulled her closer to me and began kissing her neck. I groaned when she
wrapped my cock with her hand and began to make back and forth motions.
She leant away from my body and squatted, taking my cock in her mouth.
She wasted no time because she swiftly dipped my whole cock in her hot
mouth and began to suck hungrily. She was moaning as she f*cked me with
her mouth. She looked up at me, maintaining eye contact as she bobbed
back and forth on my cock. Soon, it was glistening with her saliva and
her tongue moved underneath my shaft. She wrapped her wet mouth around
my balls and my hand quickly went to grab her head.
“F*ck me,” she said. She opened her mouth wide and I could see the path
to her throat. She waited expectantly then I shoved my cock into her
sweet little mouth and began to do as she said. I held her head still as
I followed the path into her throat and fucked away. She let me do that
over and over again then pushed my hips and removed her mouth.
She walked on over to the bed. She bent on all fours, showing me the
beauty that was her waiting ass and c*nt. I knelt between her legs and
guided my cock to the entrance of her p*ssy.
“Are you kidding me?!” She asked loudly. I pulled back. “What?” “I am a virgin, you idiot. F*ck my asshole.”
This time around, I did gasp in shock. She reached back, grabbed my
c*ck, led it to her asshole then pushed back so her anus was covering
the head of my c*ck. I lost myself at that moment and pushed into her.
She moaned out loud. “Oh f*ck. Oh Lord Jesus! F*ck me! Yes.” She said
between moans and squeals. I did f*ck her. My shaft sliding in and out
of her tight asshole. My cock got so deep that the entrance of her hole
was wrapped snugly against the base of my d*ck. I pulled out, almost
completely then shoved back in again. Each time I entered her, she cried
out.
I held her by the waist to keep her still because she kept trying to
push back to meet my thrusts. I wanted to savour what she was offering
and I needed the control. She bent her torso so I could enter deeper and
I pressed down on her hips while I f*cked away.
She would moan, groan, shriek and cry out each time I thrust into her. I
could not believe that this proper young girl was letting me fuck her
asshole. I rubbed my palm against her ass, wanting to fully enjoy what
was being offered as I thrust into her harder and harder.
I felt my climax building and took a second to imagine what it would be
like, shooting hot cum up her ass but Angela had other plans.
She squirmed out from under me and turned around to swallow my c*ck. She
wrapped those full lips around it and began to suck, calling forth my
climax. I held her head again, tightly, this time, making sure she does
not move as my cum began to escape in spurts.
I needn’t have bothered. She swallowed each spurt expertly and waited
patiently for me to be empty, then she licked off some of the remnants
that dripped down her mouth and around my cock-head.
She got out of my bed, took a shower and left almost immediately. The
last thing I thought about before I dozed off was that church would
never be the same for me, not when I now know what the pastor’s daughter
gets up to.
Credits: Hot Pulse
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