"You wanted to see me, Reverend Wilson?"
"Under the big oak tree," the preacher intoned and Felicity's eyes immediately clouded over. The man closed the outer office door and followed the girl as she went into the inner office, shedding her jacket and blouse as she walked.
"Not this morning, my dear. There isn't time," but the sight of the pretty girl's heavy breasts straining at the enclosing brassiere was almost enough to cause him to deviate from his lewd course. "Did you do what I told you to this morning, Felicity?"
"Uh... you mean? Like? With my fingers?"
"Of course, my dear."
"Yes," the girl replied shyly.
"Did you cum?"
"Uh? What do you mean, Reverend?"
"Did you get that special feeling? Here?" and the horny pastor placed his hand on the girl's lower belly, insinuating it between her full thighs to press her vulval area.
"Uh, yeah... but not as much as..." And Felicity looked down at the floor as her minister's hand sent unwilled thrills surging through her loins.
"As much as when I fucked you? Is that what you mean?'"
"Uh... I guess so, Sir?"
"We have only a short time, Felicity... until tonight. But there is much more for you to learn."
"Now tell me Felicity, when you return... after school today... what are you going to say... and do?" His thumb was inserted completely into the fourteen-year-old girl's once-fucked vagina and his index finger was wriggling around in the hot, tight clasp of her not-yet-fucked rectum.
"I'll take off all my clothes, just like Mr. Hansen will want me to after he marries me, and I'll... unh? Whah? What do you want, Sir?"
"Continue, my dear. But bend down." The prurient preacher held in his free hand a shiny, pink, five-inch long, flexible device. It was more or less cylindrical, somewhat pointed at one end, swelling out to almost two inches across then tapering down to about an inch where a large, flat disk formed the other end.
"I'm going to bend over like this... so you can open me in another place."
The bent over girl did not at first seem to notice when her minister's finger was withdrawn from her anus. It was only when the thickest part of the device he was pushing into her rectal channel began to dilate the sphincter that she realized something had changed.
"Whah? Anh? Reverend Wilson?" she whimpered as the slick, jelly-filled cylinder dilated her asshole and slid up into her bowels. Her circular ass-muscle clamped down on the narrower portion at the base and locked the butt-plug deeper inside her than her minister's finger had ever been.
"Don't try to remove it," Ebenezer said sternly. "You are being prepared for the final phase of your training. As you sit in school today you will press your bottom down so that God's training tool will make you ready for His final blessing. Now, remember all that you've learned today."
The butt-plugged girl stood before her minister and recited what she was to say this afternoon when she returned to his office after school. She could feel the difference as she stood with the butt-plug held up inside her fingered but not fucked asshole. Mortified though she was, she could not quell the delicious thrills that permeated her juvenile loins as she nervously shifted her weight from one foot to the other and the intrusive cylinder massaged the sensitive nerve-endings of her nether portal.
"That's a good girl, Felicity. You will make Mr. Hansen a very happy man. "Under the big oak tree," he said softly and the girl returned to reality. Then left her minister's office to hurry to school.
When Felicity arrived at school almost half an hour late Bob looked at her with prurient curiosity. She was walking in an odd way, her hips thrust forward and her lovely ass taut, and not rotating as it normally did when she walked. Had Reverend Wilson just screwed her? Is that why he wanted to see her this morning? All day long Bob watched the lovely girl, looking for signs that would confirm his suspicion.
For young Felicity the day seemed to drag on and on. In the front of her mind she knew that after school she had another instructional session with Reverend Wilson. Would she feel the same after this one as after the other two? Praying with her minister was such a beautiful experience. It had left her with a feeling of contentment, as if the Good Lord had spoken to her and entered her body. She pushed her bottom down hard on the seat as he had told her to and moved slowly side-to-side, backward and forward, a rotating, screwing movement.
Bob couldn't help but notice his pupil's constant movements. Her eyes had a somewhat vacant stare and her cheeks were flushed as she worked on her lesson assignment. Damn! The preacher had definitely done something to disturb the girl. His unruly organ swelled as he pictured the lovely fourteen-year-old girl naked with her legs spread and a cock ploughing her ripe, young furrow. Little Leena had been making it obvious to him that she wanted to be screwed again and maybe he would. But the one he really wanted was her older sister. She'd not looked him in the eye, not even in the classroom, since she saw him fucking Leena. He glanced over at the buxom sixteen-year-old girl and felt a stirring in his groin.
The schoolteacher was not the only person who observed Felicity's strange behavior. Leena had seen her father greet Felicity that morning and when the older girl went into his office Leena had no doubt that Felicity was in the process of getting the same education as Eloise had. Then, when Felicity came late to school Leena noticed the way she walked although she attributed it to the wrong reason. During the day she saw how the buxom girl squirmed in her seat and Leena wondered if Felicity felt as satisfied as she had after Mr. Best fucked her.
Leena was not surprised therefore when, late that afternoon, she saw Felicity go into the church again. The buxom girl's behavior during the day had seemed strange and Leena suspected that her father was not yet done with his latest baptismal candidate.
Priscilla, innocent though she was, had not really believed her younger sister when Leena told her that everyone did what she'd seen Leena and Mr. Best do. And especially she didn't believe that her Father would preach about it being bad and then go do it with women. Or girls. And he'd told her to her face that it was a sin. Leena had to be lying about that so maybe she was lying about everything. Should she tell her father about what she'd seen Leena and Mr. Best doing? Or that Leena said he did it too with women and girls he wasn't married to? No. That would be an insult to him and he'd be mad at Leena.
Little Leena could tell that Priscilla didn't believe her and she was afraid that her sister would tell their father. Sure, she had seen him with Eloise ad the others but she was still afraid of him. She definitely didn't want Priscilla to tell and now she saw a way to stop her. If Priscilla saw their father doing it to somebody she would have to believe her. And if she got her to do it herself with Mr. Best, then she couldn't tell. Leena really wanted to have her schoolteacher again but she reasoned that if she helped him get into her sister he'd do it with her, too.
Leena had been watching and when after school, as she'd expected, Felicity went to Reverend Wilson's office, Leena had immediately gone to Priscilla's room.
"You don't believe what I told you about Daddy, do you?"
"Uh, no Leena. I just know he wouldn't sin like that!"
"C'mon with me then, Priscilla. I'll show you what he does."
'She is definitely one hot, little girl, ' he
thought. 'A much better fuck than her mother.'
Felicity's mother was only thirty- two and was still a pretty good fuck with
the proper enticement.
"We must complete your filling, now Felicity," the Reverend spoke softly to the young girl. "You will not resist me as we continue. Do you understand, my dear?"
"Yes, Reverend
"Do you remember what we talked about this morning?"
"Uh... yeah... but?" The girl struggled to recall everything and as she did she wriggled her ass, thrilling to the sensations the intrusive object imparted.
"Please go to the bathroom, Felicity and bring back the big blue and white tube marked K/Y Jelly. Will you do that for me please?" "All right, Reverend," she replied slowly. Felicity padded off to the bathroom and returned with the big tube of lubricant and handed it to the tall preacher who was waiting for her.
"Thank you, Felicity. Today, while I prepare you for filling again with God's Seeds you must be especially obedient. Now, if you would please face the wall and place your hands on the end of the bed." The girl did as she was told and the Reverend then stepped behind her. "Please move your feet back farther from the bed, Felicity, and spread your legs more for me."
If the prurient preacher and his unwitting sex-slave had listened they would have heard the shocked gasp from Priscilla Wilson as she saw the naked, young girl kneeling before her father. She and Leena had arrived only a couple of minutes ago and Leena, with a triumphant smirk had showed her where to look
"What are you going to do, Reverend Wilson?" Felicity asked fearfully as she moved to comply with the tall man's wishes.
"Today my dear, we must explore and prepare again. By the time you leave here today your fillings will be complete. "Please face the cross on the headboard and be silent, Felicity."
"Why are you taking pictures, Reverend?"
"Silence, Felicity!"
"Oowww!" Felicity squealed in surprise, and then whined softly, "Ooohhhhhh," as she faced the cross on the wall.
The prurient preacher took hold of the butt-plug and moved it in the tight grip of the girl's anal ring before pulling it out. He heard her soft whimper as the plastic device popped out and it sounded like a whimper of disappointment, as if she'd like the feel. He hoped so for she was going to feel much more and much deeper very soon.
Without further ado, the Reverend Wilson quickly put a condom on his throbbingly erect cock and squeezed a liberal amount of Jelly onto his middle finger. He stepped up just behind Felicity's large, firm ass then pushed his finger deep into her tight, little anus.
"Mmmhmmm,"
Felicity moaned softly. Today she had become used to the foreign object in her
asshole and as
"That's my girl, Felicity. You like my
finger up your ass, don't you?"
"Mmmhmmm," Felicity sighed.
After a minute or two more,
"Oohhhh," Felicity groaned as
The watching girls on the other side of the wall could hear the sounds too and especially they could see Felicity's face as her expression changed from apprehension to dumb acceptance to its present flushed excitement. Priscilla was frantically trying to come up with a religious explanation for her father's behavior and at the same time she was perversely aroused by the sight.
When he felt that Felicity was sufficiently
warmed up,
Felicity had begun to relax and enjoy the feeling of the steadily fucking fingers moving in and out of both her tight openings. When they were unexpectedly withdrawn, she looked back over her shoulder with a questioning look on her pretty face. Her blue eyes went wide when she saw the tall minister remove his dark robe, take his long dick in one hand and guide it between her spread legs. Felicity braced herself for the fullness to begin within her, but to her surprise, Reverend Wilson began to push the pointed tip of his prick against her unused bottom.
"Reverend Wilson? What are you doing," she whined as she tried to squirm away. She could tell that he was aiming at a different place.
"Hold still, Felicity!"
"But," she began to protest. "Oohhhh... Godddddd... Nnnnnnn... Uugghh...
Reverend Wilson... Oohhh it hurrrrtssss!" Felicity cried as the Reverend forced the tip of his prick into her tight, little ass.
A burning sensation spread from Felicity's rectal
area down her thighs and up her back. Aided perhaps by the preparation of the
butt plug, the pain was not nearly as severe as when he had first entered her
virgin vagina. The young girl's trepidation arose more from the totally
unexpected nature of
The Reverend held her by the hips again for
better leverage as he slowly worked his cock into Felicity's rectum. Like most
girls, Felicity's ass was far tighter than her virgin pussy had been, so
"Oh Felicity, my sweet girl,"
"Ooohhhhhh... Reverend Wilson... Ooohhhhhh," Felicity moaned as her insides adjusted to the slow invasion of hard, hot flesh. Farther and farther the Reverend's long cock moved into her, until at last she felt the dark priest's thighs press hard against her quivering ass cheeks.
"Ooohhhhhh... Yeesssss , my lovely child. You have taken all of me. We are one, my dear," the Reverend Wilson said softly as he leaned over Felicity's trembling back to whisper in her ear. "Can you feel my presence deep inside of you Felicity, my child? Can you feel the fullness in your very soul?"
"Ye... yes, Reverend," Felicity gasped in a trembling voice. "Are you going to... like... give me more of God's Seeds... fill me again?" Felicity whined and she shivered once as her young body adjusted to the hot meat up her ass.
"Yes, my child, soon. Do you feel filled now? Have I filled your bottom enough that it no longer hurts or feels unpleasant?"
"Yes Reverend... I mean... it doesn't hurt now," and the buxom teen punctuated her statement with an awkward wriggle of her big ass. The hurt was long gone and the slow plunging of her minister's organ up into the dark depths of her bowels and the delicious friction on the nerve ends of her widely stretched anal ring had ignited a fire in her adolescent loins like the one his mouth had ignited several days earlier.
"Lower your shoulders, Felicity. Prepare yourself to be a vessel for God's love. Be still now, my sweet Felicity, and allow me to fill that vessel."
Wilson took her wide hips in his large hands once more and slowly extracted his throbbing cock from Felicity's tight ass, watching closely as her sphincter bulged outward as it clung tightly to his shaft. With the videocam held in one hand he recorded the withdrawal and, when his slender shaft was completely removed there was a gaping, black hole. Her sphincter remained open as the minister peeled off the condom.
The pale columns of her thighs framed the girl's
fat, hair-wreathed vulva as
He had no fear of knocking up the young girl. In fact, he hoped he would. She would be married within two months and if Hansen's first child came a bit early, so what. Of course he never worried much about impregnating any of his conquests. For those who did not have imminent marriage nuptials he made other arrangements. These arrangements sometimes led to a male baptismal candidate enjoying the favors of the girl concerned and becoming the apparent father of the girl's child.
As he sank the last inch inside the young girl's
passage and heard her grunt as her cervix was bumped
Felicity actually heard the Reverend's hips smack into her ass cheeks before the intense sensations of pain and bloating pressure arrived in her brain. Before she could catch a breath, the huge invading member inside her tender vagina was withdraw and rammed home once more with equal force. The next hammering blow followed only seconds later, then the next, and the next, and the next as kneeling the young girl received the lustful energy incited by the preacher's daughter, Priscilla.
Priscilla had no doubt now that her father had put his penis into the girl's bottom. He had committed sodomy. And now he had put it in the proper place. Proper that is if they were married but definitely not proper with this young girl. She had a deep nauseous feeling in her belly, a nausea caused in part by her betrayal but also by an unwilled jealousy that this girl was receiving the hard, hot pole that she had been allowed only to caress.
Reverend Wilson rammed his hips hard against the kneeling girl's firm-fleshed ass as he drove to the greatest depth his seven-inch organ could reach. His pent-up sperm blasted into her womb as he ground against the warm flesh of her buttocks with his cock totally engulfed by her snug, young cuntal passage. He groaned with relief as he emptied his lust into the compliant receptacle.
Felicity's jaw hung slack and a thin stream of spittle from the corner of her mouth as she lay with her cheek pressed to the bed sheet. Her vision began to darken and small bright specks swam crazily before her eyes. The incredible plunging of her inexperienced cuntal passage continued with such relentless speed and intensity, that she could not breathe. The last thing she remembered before consciousness faded was hearing, seemingly far in the distance, followed by a warm sensation, which spread from between her legs up deep inside her. Then she knew no more.
Priscilla saw her father's rapid thrusts and she could almost feel what was happening inside the kneeling girl. In her mind's eye she saw the thick, creamy eruption that had bathed her own naked breasts and greased her slowly sliding hand. Oh God. Her father would impregnate the girl. And then Leena was pushing her aside to get her own view of the action.
"See Sis. I told yuh. Daddy does that to most of the girls in the church just like he done Felicity. I bet he ain't done yet, neither."