Preacher s Sinful Daughter Chapter 2 Sinning on Her Knees
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Chapter One: Sinning in the Dark By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 I wonder if there is a moment in every child's life when they realize their father is a hypocrite. While the Reverend Gary Powell preached about the sanctity of marriage and the sins of the flesh, he had no qualms about indulging in them, violating his own marriage vows to my mother by desecrating another holy bond. Last week, I spied on him and Donna Paxtor, a deacon's wife, engaging in a sin of carnal delight. My...
Chapter Three: Sinning Behind the School By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 I must be the most sinful preacher's daughter in the entire world. How else to explain why I was on my knees at the back of the school giving my former steady, Ricky, a blowjob with a dollar bill clutched in my hand—his payment for my service. And he was just the first blowjob I would be giving this morning before classes. Two more guys waited their turn to spurt cum into my naughty mouth, their dollar bills...
Chapter Four: Sinning at the Club By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 “And you are sure this is a good idea, dear?” Mother asked Daddy. As always, Mother wore a conservative dress: skirt long, neckline high, though it was sleeveless, a concession to the summer heat. Her hair was perfectly coiffed even after a day spent weeding at the church. I didn't even recall her slipping into the bathroom to fix herself when we returned home, she just changed out of her garden jeans and looked...
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Discovering my preacher father was a hypocrite had awakened me to the sexual desires I had suppressed. As I watched him through the window of his church office at Thousand Oaks Methodist fucking the redheaded Donna Paxtor, married to Deacon Bill Paxtor, I realized how the adults in my life had lied to me. They told me sex outside of marriage, and in it strictly for procreation, was sinful. It was a chore to create new life not something to be enjoyed. It was the Devil itching my vagina and...
“You take care of your father,” Mother said as she stood in the foyer of our house, the summer heat spilling in through the open, front door. “Of course I will,” I said, trying to keep the naughty smile off my lips. I would take care of him so well. A weekend without Mother. She was about to leave on her annual women’s retreat. It was every July. I have been waiting for this weekend. Tomorrow night, Daddy promised me a treat. Finally, he had found the woman who would have a threesome with...
“And you are sure this is a good idea, dear?” Mother asked Daddy. As always, Mother wore a conservative dress: skirt long, neckline high, though it was sleeveless, a concession to the summer heat. Her hair was perfectly coiffed even after a day spent weeding at the church. I didn’t even recall her slipping into the bathroom to fix herself when we returned home, she just changed out of her garden jeans and looked perfect. I had to spend an hour in the bathroom when we returned home. I was a...
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I must be the most sinful preacher’s daughter in the entire world. How else to explain why I was on my knees at the back of the school giving my former steady, Ricky, a blowjob with a dollar bill clutched in my hand—his payment for my service. And he was just the first blowjob I would be giving this morning before classes. Two more guys waited their turn to spurt cum into my naughty mouth, their dollar bills ready. It was all my hypocritical father’s fault. If I hadn’t caught Daddy fucking...
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And as you would expect, Robert shared my bed with me the rest of the summer. We had fallen into aroutine of sorts. Every day, before Icame home from work, I would insert my diaphragm, even afterthe pill was supposed to be adequate protection.I believe we made love virtually every night, often more than once. Even when I was menstruating,Robert still wanted me and had me. Robert found a sturdy, two step plastic blue step-stool that heplaced in the shower when I was menstruating, and he would...
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My head is spinning, thinking about all the unexpected twists and turns. As you may recall, I fell into an inappropriate, but wonderfully fulfilling intimate relationship with my step son, Robert, a little over two years ago. Robert spent the summer with me in a my one bedroom flat in New York City. Our intimacy started out innocent enough; I witnessed Robert masturbating one night while he was watching porn on the computer in the little office adjacent to my living room. I am ashamed to...
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And as you would expect, Robert shared my bed with me the rest of the summer. We had fallen into a routine of sorts. Every day, before I came home from work, I would insert my diaphragm, even after the pill was supposed to be adequate protection.I believe we made love virtually every night, often more than once. Even when I was menstruating, Robert still wanted me and had me. Robert found a sturdy, two step plastic blue step-stool that he placed in the shower when I was menstruating, and he...
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