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The slim blonde girl knelt before the tall man in black robes, and she looked up at
him with her face aglow.
“Please help me find the right answer through prayer, Pastor!” she said. “Should I
run off with Johnny and become his wife, or should I give him up just so I can finish
high school? He won’t wait for me. He’s going to leave tomorrow. And I love him so
much!”
Thaddeus Polk looked down at her, and a smile of seeming compassion wreathed
his lean, almost gaunt face. His dark eyes burned fiercely.
“Are you a virgin, my c***d?” he asked, stroking her golden hair.
“Ooooh yes, Pastor!” Nancy Davis blushed.
“And how old are you?”
“I just turned s*******n.”
“You say you love this lad Johnny, hmmm?”
“Very much!”
“But your parents don’t approve of him?”
“No,” she pouted. ‘They think he’s unreliable.”
“Mmmm. We will pray together. Please shut your eyes.”
Nancy’s long, silky lashes dropped, and Thad stared at her innocent upturned face.
She wore a skimpy summer dress that clung to the delicate hillocks on her chest.
“Lord, give us a sign!” Thad intoned, continuing to look down at her. ‘Tell us how this
girl’s love should be tested, to see if it is real-for, if it is, she should surely run away
with her young man, but, if it isn’t, she should let him go alone and forget him. Lord,
Lord ... show us please!”
Thad kept one hand on Nancy’s soft, silken hair as he slipped his other hand through
the front opening in his robes. He silently lowered his zipper.
“Lord, we are awaiting your sign!” he exclaimed, his tone trembling rapturously as he
removed his long, limber penis from his pants. He fondled the smooth, ropelike
shape and felt the sensitive ridge of his bare cockhead.
Firmness came into his organ, thickening it and stretching it out. Its purplish snout
poked through the flap in his loose-fitting outer garments and, as he continued
stroking the shank, his knobby-ended wand assumed upthrust rigidity before the
naive teenager’s face.
Her eyes remained shut.
“Yes, Lord!” Thaddeus cried, his voice vibrating with power. “Thank you, Lord!
Amen!” He stroked the girl’s hair. “Nancy, we have our sign. You may open your
eyes now, my c***d.”
Her lashes lifted slowly, and her blue eyes widened until they appeared about to pop.
“Oooh, Pastor!” she cried. “Wh-what is that?” She was staring at his erection, just
inches in front of her face.
“It is the sign we asked for, my dear. The Lord gave it to me. Have you ever seen
such a thing before?”
“Why, yes ... yes ... “ She blushed fiercely. “I’ve seen Johnny’s. I know it isn’t nice for
an unmarried young girl to look at a boy’s thing, or to touch it, but Johnny and I are
so in love that he showed me his ... and I did touch it ... b-but, Pastor ... why are you
showing me YOURS? Is that RIGHT?”
“I told you, c***d-it is the Lord’s doing. He knows that you played with your
boyfriend’s penis, so He felt it would not shock you if you saw mine. And He wants to
find out if you feel differently about mine. Or does it fascinate you too, just like
Johnny’s?”
“Well ... I ... oooh, Pastor, you’re making me so embarrassed!”
“Hush, my c***d!” he intoned, his cock sticking up very stiff before her and quivering
with the lustful power that bulged its veins and tissue. “This is the Lord’s doing,
believe me.” He held his erection around its base and waggled it in front of her.
“What do you call this-besides a thing, I mean?”
“A pecker?” the conservative, smalltown girl said shyly. “At least, that’s what Johnny
calls his.”
“Very well. We’ll call it a pecker. That’s a good, old-fashioned name for it. What do
you think of my pecker, Nancy?”
“It’s ... it’s bigger than Johnny’s!” the blushing teenager said.
“Is it? Do you think it’s as good to look at?”
“Well, I don’t know. Johnny has a skin around the outside of his, which covers that
knobby part- until I roll it back. Why don’t you have a skin like that on yours, Pastor?”
“Because it was cut off right after I was born. That’s called circumcision. Some males
are circumcised and some are not. It makes little difference. Tell me how you like my
pecker, Nancy.”
“It’s ... it’s long!” she said, still wide-eyed. “And it’s certainly very stiff! Oooh, my!”
“Do you want to touch it?”
She shifted her gaze just briefly to Thad’s face. “Wouldn’t that be wrong?”
“No. The Lord is asking you if you’re interested in this pecker of mine.”
“But Johnny wouldn’t like me to touch another man’s pecker, I don’t think,” Nancy
said.
“The Lord says you should do so, if it interests you.”
“Well ... it does kind of interest me a little,” she said, staring right at it. “It’s sure a
handsome, big old thing! It makes me feel funny to look at it.”
“Funny how, c***d?”
“Well, down between my legs, I’m getting ... kind of warm.”
“You mean, in your cunt?”
“Ooooh, Pastor, should we really talk like that?” the girl asked.
“Why not? It’s an honest word.”
“Well ... well ... yes, my ... my cunt is hot! It’s getting hotter! Oooh, wowww!”
She reached out and clutched the pastor’s naked prick.
“There!” he said vibrantly, and his hard-on throbbed in her grasp. “It feels good,
doesn’t it?”
“Yes!”
“Just like Johnny’s?”
“I guess so. Only bigger!”
“You mean Johnny just has a teeny-weeny little pecker that you can hardly get a
good hold on?”
“Well, it’s not so awfully little, but it’s sure not as long as yours! Wow!” The girl
stroked her curled fingers up and down on his rod.
“You like mine, hmm?”
“Yes!”
“Tilt it down toward you.”
Nancy tilted the preacher’s hard-on so that it pointed directly at her face.
“Is there anything else that you’d like to do with my pecker, Nancy?”
“Oooh, I couldn’t even think about anything nasty like thaaaat!”
“Like what?” Thad asked gently.
“Like ... fucking?” She looked up at him, her cheeks aglow. “Is it all right to say
fucking, Pastor?”
“Of course, c***d!” He smiled reassuringly and patted her hair once again. “But we
don’t have to fuck, Nancy. In fact, the Lord wouldn’t let me fuck you.”
“Then what did you mean that we could do?” she asked him.
“There’s a way to have fun,” he said, “that’s kind of like fucking, but it isn’t a sin. Do
you want me to tell you about it?”
She nodded, and he gradually extended his fingers around the back of her blonde
head.
“You could lick my pecker, Nancy,” he said. “That is, if you really want to.”
“Lick it?” she repeated, in obvious shock. “You ... you mean ... with my ... tongue?”
“Of course, with your tongue!” he said with a soft chuckle. “How else would you lick a
pecker, hmmm?”
“But isn’t that nasty?”
“Oh, no. Not at all. I took a shower this morning.”
“But you ... oooh, this is embarrassing! You ... you piss through your pecker-don’t
you, Pastor?”
“Of course. But I always shake it clean afterward. I’ll tell you-if I get right down
between your legs and lick your sweet little cunt, would you think it’s all right then to
lick my pecker?”
“Oooh, Pastor, I think this is awfully wrong!”
“Shhh! You mustn’t question the Lord! He has given us this test, don’t forget.”
“You wouldn’t mind ... licking my cunt, even though I piss with it?” she asked.
“I wouldn’t mind it at all!” Thad said, his cock twitching in the young girl’s grasp.
“Well, then I ... I guess ... I could let you,” she said, looking shame-faced as she got
to her feet, “if you say it’s all right.”
“It isn’t what I say,” Thad reminded her. “It’s what the Lord said to me.”
“Well, where ... how ... ?” Nancy seemed all aquiver as she looked about the
minister’s study.
“Right there, on my desk,” he told her. “Lift your skirt up and sit right on your little
panties.”
“But shouldn’t I take my ... my panties off?” Nancy asked.
“I will do that,” Thad said.
She stepped tremblingly to his desk, turned around, and hiked her skirt. The
preacher’s hard-on twitched again as he saw her slim golden thighs, which widened
nicely at their tops. They were encircled by the elastics of white silken panties with
pink and blue flowers on them.
She sat on her panty-seat on the edge of the pastor’s desk.
“Ooooo, it’s cold!” she said, still blushing strongly.
“That’s only because your little ass is so warm,” Thad said, moving up to her. He ran
his hands up the outside of her smooth, firm thighs, and he clutched her bikini pants.
Gathering the silky undergarment in his large hands, he deftly tugged it out from
underneath her bottom, down her pretty legs, and off. He dropped her panties on a
chair and spread her knees wide apart.
“Ooooh, yesss!” he breathed softly as he stared at her girlish cunt.
Flossy tendrils of spun gold curled along the edges of her snug slit and thickened to
form a cute little pelt just above. Thaddeus sank to his knees before her.
“Now if you like what I do next, it will mean something,” he said.
“Wh-what will it mean, Pastor?” she asked innocently.
“Simply that you may not be as much in love with Johnny as you think you arebecause
if you loved him alone, you wouldn’t want another man to lick you between
the legs.”
“Ooooh, Pastor!” She bashfully shut her eyes.
He bent close, lifting her spread legs high into the air, and she had to prop herself on
her arms, lest she fall over. He held her behind her cute knees, letting her lower legs
dangle loose. Her loafers hung from her toes.
First Thaddeus sniffed her cunt expertly.
Yes! She smelled delightful, just like a young girl should.
The pastor stuck out his tongue, and he licked along one side of her honeypot,
causing her to exclaim, “Ooooh!”
He raised his head. “What’s the matter?” he asked with a smile.
“It ... it feels funny!”
“Good funny?”
“Yessss!”
Thad licked the other side of her young, fragrant cunt.
She squirmed.
He kept licking the outside of her until all her little hairs were plastered against the
soft flesh. Then he poked his tongue at the slitted center of her cunt and twisted,
prying the snug lips apart. He tasted her inner tangy sweetness.
Aaaaah!
“Oooh, Pastor, you’re really making me feel funny now!” Nancy exclaimed.
He licked up and down her slippery little slit, flapping his tongue across the tiny, rigid
tip of her clitoris.
“Ooooh ... oooh ... oooh!” she cried, her bottom bouncing on the desk.
Thad had to hold her legs firmly to keep her from getting away from his licking
caresses. He sank his tongue deeper into her now-very-moist cunt and circled the
small mouth of her vaginal channel.
“Oooh, Pastor ... wowww!” she exclaimed. “I’m hotter than ever!”
“And so am I, darling!” he said, rising to his feet, his rigid cock bobbing springily. “Get
down! Do for me what I did for you-that is, if you want to.”
“Ooooh, yesss ... yesss! I do want to!”
She slid forward off the desk and landed on her knees in front of the black-robed
man. She clutched his bristling cock. Her mouth opened eagerly as she pulled his
big pecker to her lips, and her pink little tongue leaped out.
The minister clenched his fists against the magnificent thrill that shook him as the
innocent young girl began to lick the head of his prick.
She licked his cock-knob all over, going “uuhg” and “aaaahng”, and she flapped her
tongue against the tip of his organ, making it bob up and down.
“Ooooh, I like to lick your pecker!” she gigglingly cried.
“Now, suck it!” he commanded, and grasped her around the back of her head, pulling
her forward.
His cock split her pretty, pink-lipped mouth, spreading it into a wide O as the rockhard
shank of his penis became lodged between her lips. His glans pressed her
cushiony, wet tongue.
Nancy’s eyes widened. Then she let her lashes drop. Her fair cheeks glowed as she
began to suck on the long, tasty lollipop that the preacher had given her.
He stroked his cock slowly in and out of her mouth, and she soon picked up the
rhythm, moving counter to his thrusts. She heatedly sucked and swallowed, her lips
moving claspingly along his shaft. She champed on his big, spongy knob. Juice
leaked from the tip of his sucked penis and trickled down her gulping throat.
The man reached and unfastened the back of her dress, lowering the zipper. He
unfastened her light bra. Pushing the dress and bra down her arms, he uncovered
her firm, pink-pointed tits. He pinched her hard nipples and tugged at them while she
sucked him with greater ardor.
He kept stroking his stiff penis into the lovely girl’s face. She gulped and slurped,
going wild over her first taste of oral love.
What a blessing she will be for the boys of this town! Thad mused in the heat of his
passion. She’ll start sucking her way from one end of town to the other, satisfying
them all, while she saves her precious virginity! Who says I don’t do good?
He petted her blonde head, urging her on, and she lunged at his stiff prick with utter
abandon. Her clasping lips stripped it, gliding rapidly up and down across the ridge of
his cockhead.
His balls churned. He felt the heat rising from them. Through his twitching, lipencircled
prick the fiery stream surged, and his glans ballooned blissfully against the
girl’s lapping tongue.
Spurt!
Thad shot her mouth full of his bubbling, creamy sperm.
“AAAAWWWWGH!” she gagged, and tried to get away from him.
But he held her head firmly, with both hands.
He kept twitching and spurting into her mouth, and she was forced to swallow down
his jism as she gurgled helplessly.
Only after he had ejaculated all the sperm that his balls had manufactured did he
release his hold on Nancy, and she rocked backward, releasing his drippy-wet
organ. White goo dribbled down her chin. Her lips were foam-flecked.
“Aaaaawww!” she said. “Why did you do thaaaat?” She spat the sperm off her lips
and wiped her mouth and chin with her hand. She gazed at him bleary-eyed.
He smiled benignly as his cock slumped.
“That’s part of it,” he said. “When you suck a boy, you must always swallow what he
gives you. And something else ... “ Thad added, lifting his slimy, soft penis by the
stem, “you must lick him off afterward so that he doesn’t get his pants all soiled.”
“Ooooh, must I?” Nancy asked.
Thad nodded.
She bent obediently and swiped her tongue around his curved penis, bobbling its
bluish head.
“The tip, also,” Thad told her, and she licked up the last bit of cream that oozed out.
He pushed his penis back inside his robes and zipped up. Then he helped Nancy to
her feet.
She seemed woozy. “I don’t know if I liked that or not,” she said. “I still feel ... funny.”
Thad guided her back onto the desk and knelt to fasten his moist lips around the tip
of her diminutive ditty. He sucked and licked her clit-tip intensively until she bumped
and cried, clutching him by the head.
“Now what do you think?” he asked, rising to his feet.
“I think it was ... wonderful!” she exclaimed, still gasping.
“Then you don’t love Johnny. Let him go and forget him. The world is full of boys.”
“Yes! Yes! Thank you, Pastor!” she cried, and turned to hurry from the room, pulling
up her dress as she went. His study opened on an alley, and she was gone.
He had no fear that she would tell on him. They never did. She would realize, of
course, that she’d been taken. And that would shake her faith. But she was a wiser
girl because of what had happened, and she would have her fun! What was more
important than that?
Thaddeus picked up her posy-printed panties, which she had forgotten in her haste
to leave. He pressed the delicate little garment to his face and inhaled the sweet,
girlish scent that impregnated the silken fabric. He smiled.
Oh, Thaddeus, is there no end to your good works? he thought.
him with her face aglow.
“Please help me find the right answer through prayer, Pastor!” she said. “Should I
run off with Johnny and become his wife, or should I give him up just so I can finish
high school? He won’t wait for me. He’s going to leave tomorrow. And I love him so
much!”
Thaddeus Polk looked down at her, and a smile of seeming compassion wreathed
his lean, almost gaunt face. His dark eyes burned fiercely.
“Are you a virgin, my c***d?” he asked, stroking her golden hair.
“Ooooh yes, Pastor!” Nancy Davis blushed.
“And how old are you?”
“I just turned s*******n.”
“You say you love this lad Johnny, hmmm?”
“Very much!”
“But your parents don’t approve of him?”
“No,” she pouted. ‘They think he’s unreliable.”
“Mmmm. We will pray together. Please shut your eyes.”
Nancy’s long, silky lashes dropped, and Thad stared at her innocent upturned face.
She wore a skimpy summer dress that clung to the delicate hillocks on her chest.
“Lord, give us a sign!” Thad intoned, continuing to look down at her. ‘Tell us how this
girl’s love should be tested, to see if it is real-for, if it is, she should surely run away
with her young man, but, if it isn’t, she should let him go alone and forget him. Lord,
Lord ... show us please!”
Thad kept one hand on Nancy’s soft, silken hair as he slipped his other hand through
the front opening in his robes. He silently lowered his zipper.
“Lord, we are awaiting your sign!” he exclaimed, his tone trembling rapturously as he
removed his long, limber penis from his pants. He fondled the smooth, ropelike
shape and felt the sensitive ridge of his bare cockhead.
Firmness came into his organ, thickening it and stretching it out. Its purplish snout
poked through the flap in his loose-fitting outer garments and, as he continued
stroking the shank, his knobby-ended wand assumed upthrust rigidity before the
naive teenager’s face.
Her eyes remained shut.
“Yes, Lord!” Thaddeus cried, his voice vibrating with power. “Thank you, Lord!
Amen!” He stroked the girl’s hair. “Nancy, we have our sign. You may open your
eyes now, my c***d.”
Her lashes lifted slowly, and her blue eyes widened until they appeared about to pop.
“Oooh, Pastor!” she cried. “Wh-what is that?” She was staring at his erection, just
inches in front of her face.
“It is the sign we asked for, my dear. The Lord gave it to me. Have you ever seen
such a thing before?”
“Why, yes ... yes ... “ She blushed fiercely. “I’ve seen Johnny’s. I know it isn’t nice for
an unmarried young girl to look at a boy’s thing, or to touch it, but Johnny and I are
so in love that he showed me his ... and I did touch it ... b-but, Pastor ... why are you
showing me YOURS? Is that RIGHT?”
“I told you, c***d-it is the Lord’s doing. He knows that you played with your
boyfriend’s penis, so He felt it would not shock you if you saw mine. And He wants to
find out if you feel differently about mine. Or does it fascinate you too, just like
Johnny’s?”
“Well ... I ... oooh, Pastor, you’re making me so embarrassed!”
“Hush, my c***d!” he intoned, his cock sticking up very stiff before her and quivering
with the lustful power that bulged its veins and tissue. “This is the Lord’s doing,
believe me.” He held his erection around its base and waggled it in front of her.
“What do you call this-besides a thing, I mean?”
“A pecker?” the conservative, smalltown girl said shyly. “At least, that’s what Johnny
calls his.”
“Very well. We’ll call it a pecker. That’s a good, old-fashioned name for it. What do
you think of my pecker, Nancy?”
“It’s ... it’s bigger than Johnny’s!” the blushing teenager said.
“Is it? Do you think it’s as good to look at?”
“Well, I don’t know. Johnny has a skin around the outside of his, which covers that
knobby part- until I roll it back. Why don’t you have a skin like that on yours, Pastor?”
“Because it was cut off right after I was born. That’s called circumcision. Some males
are circumcised and some are not. It makes little difference. Tell me how you like my
pecker, Nancy.”
“It’s ... it’s long!” she said, still wide-eyed. “And it’s certainly very stiff! Oooh, my!”
“Do you want to touch it?”
She shifted her gaze just briefly to Thad’s face. “Wouldn’t that be wrong?”
“No. The Lord is asking you if you’re interested in this pecker of mine.”
“But Johnny wouldn’t like me to touch another man’s pecker, I don’t think,” Nancy
said.
“The Lord says you should do so, if it interests you.”
“Well ... it does kind of interest me a little,” she said, staring right at it. “It’s sure a
handsome, big old thing! It makes me feel funny to look at it.”
“Funny how, c***d?”
“Well, down between my legs, I’m getting ... kind of warm.”
“You mean, in your cunt?”
“Ooooh, Pastor, should we really talk like that?” the girl asked.
“Why not? It’s an honest word.”
“Well ... well ... yes, my ... my cunt is hot! It’s getting hotter! Oooh, wowww!”
She reached out and clutched the pastor’s naked prick.
“There!” he said vibrantly, and his hard-on throbbed in her grasp. “It feels good,
doesn’t it?”
“Yes!”
“Just like Johnny’s?”
“I guess so. Only bigger!”
“You mean Johnny just has a teeny-weeny little pecker that you can hardly get a
good hold on?”
“Well, it’s not so awfully little, but it’s sure not as long as yours! Wow!” The girl
stroked her curled fingers up and down on his rod.
“You like mine, hmm?”
“Yes!”
“Tilt it down toward you.”
Nancy tilted the preacher’s hard-on so that it pointed directly at her face.
“Is there anything else that you’d like to do with my pecker, Nancy?”
“Oooh, I couldn’t even think about anything nasty like thaaaat!”
“Like what?” Thad asked gently.
“Like ... fucking?” She looked up at him, her cheeks aglow. “Is it all right to say
fucking, Pastor?”
“Of course, c***d!” He smiled reassuringly and patted her hair once again. “But we
don’t have to fuck, Nancy. In fact, the Lord wouldn’t let me fuck you.”
“Then what did you mean that we could do?” she asked him.
“There’s a way to have fun,” he said, “that’s kind of like fucking, but it isn’t a sin. Do
you want me to tell you about it?”
She nodded, and he gradually extended his fingers around the back of her blonde
head.
“You could lick my pecker, Nancy,” he said. “That is, if you really want to.”
“Lick it?” she repeated, in obvious shock. “You ... you mean ... with my ... tongue?”
“Of course, with your tongue!” he said with a soft chuckle. “How else would you lick a
pecker, hmmm?”
“But isn’t that nasty?”
“Oh, no. Not at all. I took a shower this morning.”
“But you ... oooh, this is embarrassing! You ... you piss through your pecker-don’t
you, Pastor?”
“Of course. But I always shake it clean afterward. I’ll tell you-if I get right down
between your legs and lick your sweet little cunt, would you think it’s all right then to
lick my pecker?”
“Oooh, Pastor, I think this is awfully wrong!”
“Shhh! You mustn’t question the Lord! He has given us this test, don’t forget.”
“You wouldn’t mind ... licking my cunt, even though I piss with it?” she asked.
“I wouldn’t mind it at all!” Thad said, his cock twitching in the young girl’s grasp.
“Well, then I ... I guess ... I could let you,” she said, looking shame-faced as she got
to her feet, “if you say it’s all right.”
“It isn’t what I say,” Thad reminded her. “It’s what the Lord said to me.”
“Well, where ... how ... ?” Nancy seemed all aquiver as she looked about the
minister’s study.
“Right there, on my desk,” he told her. “Lift your skirt up and sit right on your little
panties.”
“But shouldn’t I take my ... my panties off?” Nancy asked.
“I will do that,” Thad said.
She stepped tremblingly to his desk, turned around, and hiked her skirt. The
preacher’s hard-on twitched again as he saw her slim golden thighs, which widened
nicely at their tops. They were encircled by the elastics of white silken panties with
pink and blue flowers on them.
She sat on her panty-seat on the edge of the pastor’s desk.
“Ooooo, it’s cold!” she said, still blushing strongly.
“That’s only because your little ass is so warm,” Thad said, moving up to her. He ran
his hands up the outside of her smooth, firm thighs, and he clutched her bikini pants.
Gathering the silky undergarment in his large hands, he deftly tugged it out from
underneath her bottom, down her pretty legs, and off. He dropped her panties on a
chair and spread her knees wide apart.
“Ooooh, yesss!” he breathed softly as he stared at her girlish cunt.
Flossy tendrils of spun gold curled along the edges of her snug slit and thickened to
form a cute little pelt just above. Thaddeus sank to his knees before her.
“Now if you like what I do next, it will mean something,” he said.
“Wh-what will it mean, Pastor?” she asked innocently.
“Simply that you may not be as much in love with Johnny as you think you arebecause
if you loved him alone, you wouldn’t want another man to lick you between
the legs.”
“Ooooh, Pastor!” She bashfully shut her eyes.
He bent close, lifting her spread legs high into the air, and she had to prop herself on
her arms, lest she fall over. He held her behind her cute knees, letting her lower legs
dangle loose. Her loafers hung from her toes.
First Thaddeus sniffed her cunt expertly.
Yes! She smelled delightful, just like a young girl should.
The pastor stuck out his tongue, and he licked along one side of her honeypot,
causing her to exclaim, “Ooooh!”
He raised his head. “What’s the matter?” he asked with a smile.
“It ... it feels funny!”
“Good funny?”
“Yessss!”
Thad licked the other side of her young, fragrant cunt.
She squirmed.
He kept licking the outside of her until all her little hairs were plastered against the
soft flesh. Then he poked his tongue at the slitted center of her cunt and twisted,
prying the snug lips apart. He tasted her inner tangy sweetness.
Aaaaah!
“Oooh, Pastor, you’re really making me feel funny now!” Nancy exclaimed.
He licked up and down her slippery little slit, flapping his tongue across the tiny, rigid
tip of her clitoris.
“Ooooh ... oooh ... oooh!” she cried, her bottom bouncing on the desk.
Thad had to hold her legs firmly to keep her from getting away from his licking
caresses. He sank his tongue deeper into her now-very-moist cunt and circled the
small mouth of her vaginal channel.
“Oooh, Pastor ... wowww!” she exclaimed. “I’m hotter than ever!”
“And so am I, darling!” he said, rising to his feet, his rigid cock bobbing springily. “Get
down! Do for me what I did for you-that is, if you want to.”
“Ooooh, yesss ... yesss! I do want to!”
She slid forward off the desk and landed on her knees in front of the black-robed
man. She clutched his bristling cock. Her mouth opened eagerly as she pulled his
big pecker to her lips, and her pink little tongue leaped out.
The minister clenched his fists against the magnificent thrill that shook him as the
innocent young girl began to lick the head of his prick.
She licked his cock-knob all over, going “uuhg” and “aaaahng”, and she flapped her
tongue against the tip of his organ, making it bob up and down.
“Ooooh, I like to lick your pecker!” she gigglingly cried.
“Now, suck it!” he commanded, and grasped her around the back of her head, pulling
her forward.
His cock split her pretty, pink-lipped mouth, spreading it into a wide O as the rockhard
shank of his penis became lodged between her lips. His glans pressed her
cushiony, wet tongue.
Nancy’s eyes widened. Then she let her lashes drop. Her fair cheeks glowed as she
began to suck on the long, tasty lollipop that the preacher had given her.
He stroked his cock slowly in and out of her mouth, and she soon picked up the
rhythm, moving counter to his thrusts. She heatedly sucked and swallowed, her lips
moving claspingly along his shaft. She champed on his big, spongy knob. Juice
leaked from the tip of his sucked penis and trickled down her gulping throat.
The man reached and unfastened the back of her dress, lowering the zipper. He
unfastened her light bra. Pushing the dress and bra down her arms, he uncovered
her firm, pink-pointed tits. He pinched her hard nipples and tugged at them while she
sucked him with greater ardor.
He kept stroking his stiff penis into the lovely girl’s face. She gulped and slurped,
going wild over her first taste of oral love.
What a blessing she will be for the boys of this town! Thad mused in the heat of his
passion. She’ll start sucking her way from one end of town to the other, satisfying
them all, while she saves her precious virginity! Who says I don’t do good?
He petted her blonde head, urging her on, and she lunged at his stiff prick with utter
abandon. Her clasping lips stripped it, gliding rapidly up and down across the ridge of
his cockhead.
His balls churned. He felt the heat rising from them. Through his twitching, lipencircled
prick the fiery stream surged, and his glans ballooned blissfully against the
girl’s lapping tongue.
Spurt!
Thad shot her mouth full of his bubbling, creamy sperm.
“AAAAWWWWGH!” she gagged, and tried to get away from him.
But he held her head firmly, with both hands.
He kept twitching and spurting into her mouth, and she was forced to swallow down
his jism as she gurgled helplessly.
Only after he had ejaculated all the sperm that his balls had manufactured did he
release his hold on Nancy, and she rocked backward, releasing his drippy-wet
organ. White goo dribbled down her chin. Her lips were foam-flecked.
“Aaaaawww!” she said. “Why did you do thaaaat?” She spat the sperm off her lips
and wiped her mouth and chin with her hand. She gazed at him bleary-eyed.
He smiled benignly as his cock slumped.
“That’s part of it,” he said. “When you suck a boy, you must always swallow what he
gives you. And something else ... “ Thad added, lifting his slimy, soft penis by the
stem, “you must lick him off afterward so that he doesn’t get his pants all soiled.”
“Ooooh, must I?” Nancy asked.
Thad nodded.
She bent obediently and swiped her tongue around his curved penis, bobbling its
bluish head.
“The tip, also,” Thad told her, and she licked up the last bit of cream that oozed out.
He pushed his penis back inside his robes and zipped up. Then he helped Nancy to
her feet.
She seemed woozy. “I don’t know if I liked that or not,” she said. “I still feel ... funny.”
Thad guided her back onto the desk and knelt to fasten his moist lips around the tip
of her diminutive ditty. He sucked and licked her clit-tip intensively until she bumped
and cried, clutching him by the head.
“Now what do you think?” he asked, rising to his feet.
“I think it was ... wonderful!” she exclaimed, still gasping.
“Then you don’t love Johnny. Let him go and forget him. The world is full of boys.”
“Yes! Yes! Thank you, Pastor!” she cried, and turned to hurry from the room, pulling
up her dress as she went. His study opened on an alley, and she was gone.
He had no fear that she would tell on him. They never did. She would realize, of
course, that she’d been taken. And that would shake her faith. But she was a wiser
girl because of what had happened, and she would have her fun! What was more
important than that?
Thaddeus picked up her posy-printed panties, which she had forgotten in her haste
to leave. He pressed the delicate little garment to his face and inhaled the sweet,
girlish scent that impregnated the silken fabric. He smiled.
Oh, Thaddeus, is there no end to your good works? he thought.
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