Middle School Mischief at DorsetChapter 30 Baring Buxom Becky
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Reverend Wilson remained sprawled between stocky, young Becky's widespread legs for a few minutes as the naked fourteen year old slowly recovered from her minister's masterful oral caress. Her large, upthrust breasts heaved and jiggled as her breathing returned to normal and her eyes looked sightlessly at the ceiling.
"We must pray again, my dear," Wilson said softly as he decided on how he would approach his next lewd objective. "Are you cold?"
"Uh... no... yes... yes Reverend." As soon as she was asked the girl became aware that she was in fact quite chilly. Her body had become covered with a thin sheen of moisture as she sweated in the heat of her sexual arousal and, after her orgasm waned, the sweat had evaporated and now her plump flesh was covered with little goose bumps. And the preacher had noticed this.
Wilson eased the robe from his shoulders and he slid and squirmed from down between the young girls open legs up over her buxom body. "God has a natural way for us to keep warm, my dear. We can share the heat of each other's body while we pray together, mouth-to-mouth. By the time he had worked his body completely over hers his robe was gone and his bare flesh was pressed closely to Becky's.
The girl didn't understand all that her minister said and did but she trusted him. Everything he had done had seemed true and she felt at home with him and with the word of God. She liked the feel of his warmth against her and especially the feel of his chest hair rubbing on the tips of her breasts. And then his minty mouth was on hers and she parted her soft lips, remembering yesterday.
There had been reluctance when he'd first kissed her yesterday but today Becky's soft lips parted readily and as his tongue slid between them her own hot tongue began a sensual duel. Soft, breathless whimpers erupted from her throat and in hot little gusts entered his mouth. Her large, firm titmounds were fleshy cushions under his chest and he savoured their delightful yielding, rolling support.
Becky could feel something hot and hard against her thigh but in her naïveté she had very limited knowledge of what it was. She felt warm and secure with the minister's big body covering hers and his hotly plundering tongue was arousing those strange feelings in her belly. As she felt the man's hand begin to work its way between their close-pressed bodies she pushed down into the mattress to make it easier for the hand to reach her sexual core. She wanted... needed to be touched there, down in her most private, most secret place.
The preacher noticed how the young girl moved as his hand slid between them. He felt the firm give of her plumply convex belly and then the scanty, little bush on her prominent mons. He tangled his fingers briefly in the fine curls that had not yet reached the coarseness that maturity would bring. Her full thighs were well parted but when his finger slid into her juicy crease and dilled into her sopping vagina her legs spread open even wider. His rigid prick jumped against the warm flesh of her thigh as the girl's reactions confirmed her readiness.
Reverend Wilson held the voluptuous fourteen-year-old girl firmly although there was no need of holding down her limply acquiescent body. He slowly drew his thick, middle finger in and out of her vagina, rolling and twirling it inside her wet tightness as he imagined how it was going to feel when it was his cock instead of his finger inside her adolescent passage.
Becky felt a momentary sense of loss when her minister took his hand away and rolled partway off of her body. Then, not knowing what he was doing, she let him take her hand and bring it down there where he had been touching her. The sensations she got from her own fingers did not match the feelings that Reverend Wilson's had produced but she obediently followed the man's guidance.
"Becky, feel the wetness from your sex? Can you feel the pulse of your heart, the rush of blood through your veins?" The prurient predator guided the girl's finger into her own vagina and slid his own finger in parallel with hers. He began a leisurely finger fucking of the girl's unfucked orifice and as he felt the involuntary response to the stimulus he said softly, "Feel how your vagina contracts around our fingers? This is all good and natural. As natural as breathing."
The ingenuous teen began to relax more with the hypnotic, deep voice of Reverend Wilson gentling her like careful brushing gentles a wild mare. She felt his and her fingers deep inside her, her muscles pulsing around them all on their own. Her minister was her guide, her advisor, and the leader of the Church she was becoming a member of. She had learned to trust him but she was afraid to open her eyes as his voice washed over her like a warm, soothing shower. Afraid that if she did, she would discover that something was wrong... sinful. She couldn't understand why she felt that way. Snippets of earlier teachings nagged at the back of her mind. "Sins of the flesh, adultery, sodomy, words she didn't know or understand but words that, in her adolescent mind, had been connected with what sinful men and women did. But this couldn't be wrong could it? If Reverend Wilson was doing this to her, how could it be wrong. Could it be wrong?
"Open your eyes, Becky. Open your eyes and look at me," her minister commanded.
Becky took a shuddering breath; then she opened both eyes, years of obedience to her parents, her teachers and her ministers ingrained in her trainable, young mind. Reverend Wilson was looking at her, his eyes searching her face and traveling up and down her naked body. She shivered slightly, not from cold this time but from exposure. This time she did not try to cover her nudity.
"Good, Becky," the said softly. He tilted her face up to his and kissed her. Again his tongue slid readily into her waiting mouth. This aroused him. She was so open to him, not fighting him at all. And he was achieving this without chemical aid. He kissed her deeply, breathing in her breath, stealing it from her, literally taking her breath away. When she was pliant in his arms once again, he stroked his hand up and down her belly. He circled around her large breasts, concentrating on the pebbled areola and pinching her stiff nipples. He nudged his hand between her thighs, insistent to claim the prize that waited there. Reverend Wilson felt the lust building again inside himself. His cock jumped and strained against the warm flesh of her thigh, waiting restlessly to be unleashed, to be immersed in her vestal honeypot.
The girl's silken wetness greeted his warm hand and he began to rub her clitoris. This time with the intention of getting her on the verge of a climax. Rubbing, stroking and pinching her clitoris, Becky was soon writhing on the couch like when his mouth was on her pussy. Unlike many of the adolescent virgins the minister had initiated, this one did not fight the rising heat of desire and gave in willingly. Her stout but shapely legs fell open, her submission causing the unprincipled preacher to swell with lust, pride and power. Taking advantage of her open legs, he pulled and stretched her labia, rubbed and stroked her clitoris, finger-fucking her steaming vagina. Manipulating the tender virgin flesh between her innocent thighs, he brought her to the brink of orgasm again and again. This one would be begging to be deflowered.
Becky was moaning and begging him although she didn't know what she was begging for. Her words and sounds were meaningless noises but understandable just the same. When she was mindless with need, Reverend Wilson rose up above her as again he inserted one finger, then two, into her tight vagina.
The excited youngster gasped with the teasing orgasm just out of reach as Reverend Wilson expertly used her. Moaning and half-sobbing, she felt the Reverend's fingers taking unimaginable liberties with her young body and sending unimaginable waves of pleasure rippling through her.
The minister himself was crazy with lust and he finally allowed himself to act on it. While continuing to titillate the young girl's cuntmouth and her sensitive anal rosebud he rose up to release his cock from where it had been trapped against Becky's thigh.
He looked down at the buxom, ripe-bodied the fourteen year old girl lying on her back with her lovely legs spread wide and her fat, glistening pussy being penetrated by his fingers. Overcome with desire for the beautiful youngster, Reverend Wilson said huskily, "Becky, open your eyes."
Wilson rose up and let the girl see his powerful cock, jutting proudly from heavy balls amid curls of thick hair. Becky had never seen or even imagined anything like she was seeing. Her minister's raging member's head was flaming red, a big mushroom shape. The shaft was thick and heavily veined terminating in heavy, cum-filled balls. It jumped and jerked with a life of its own. He gently touched the girl's clitoris. It was so swollen and red and sensitive that Reverend Wilson knew this succulent woman child would orgasm soon. And he wanted to be inside her when that happened.
Her minister's cock transfixed Becky. She had never seen one before and his was huge and red and so hard looking. Her breath caught in her throat as she watched him begin to stroke his cock slowly. Seeing his big, warm hand on his cock aroused her. She remembered that same hand buried in her wetness, fingering her, stroking her. First yesterday when he had shown her the impact of God's love and then moments ago when he was again bringing her close to that revelation. She was confused and scared but too aroused, too curious to prevent what happened next.
"Ah... my sweet, good little Becky. This is still right and good. This will be a holy union of God's Church with a woman made for God's Church." He stroked his cock, which swelled even larger as he said softly, "Becky, grab your knees and pull them up, open yourself to God's message."
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When little Leena walked, or more accurately, waddled back to her room after her schoolteacher, Mr. Best had fucked her to her first ever cock-made orgasm she was fatigued. Her twelve-year-old body ached from the expansion of her juvenile twat and she felt lethargic and satisfied. Her sister, Priscilla, had none of the same feelings. She didn't comprehend what she'd observed. Living on the prairies with her grandparents and schooled at home she knew essentially nothing about sex. They had...
Reflections on Mischief: Conclusion By Solon Plorry Part Two The story Ms Vanity had written and never posted was a complex and involved tale. It was about this old mansion on a hill above a village. The villagers learn that there's an old man who discovers he owns the hill mansion and is visiting for the first time. They fear he will see (one ballroom wall is a ancient survey map) that all the surrounding farms and homes belong to the mansion estate, and at best they will...
The Reverend Ebenezer Wilson's erection was straining at his trousers as he led the lovely, naked fourteen-year-old girl into the adjoining room. The sight of her large, heavy breasts and her lush, round bottom as they jiggled and rolled nakedly and displayed the promise of sensual delights made him doubt that he could maintain his plan for her. Felicity looked through drug-dulled eyes at the room as she stumbled into it. There was the big, high bed that she'd noted earlier on one side of...
"Did you bring the pictures, Mrs. Bartlett?" "Yes, Reverend." Bernice placed the envelope on the desk and stood nervously before the seated minister. "Becky looked wonderful after her visit with you this afternoon. So happy." "She's a wonderful girl, Sister Bartlett. You and Mr. Bartlett have brought her up well." Wilson's balls were not as swollen and painful now as they were two hours ago after his preparatory session with the woman's ripe-fourteen-year-old daughter and having...
They say that unless we learn from it, history tends to repeat itself. This certainly proved to be the case for Bob Best, the boarder in the Wilson household and for others in the family also. Bob, however, may not have particularly regretted being a slow learner in this regard. It had been a quiet fortnight since Beth Safic had gone back to the city to complete her dissertation and give her thoroughly plumbed pussy a rest. Fourteen-year-old Jason Jenkins' cock was no larger than Whilly...
Spring had arrived, the season of planting and new growth. Except for the winter wheat. It had been planted in the fall and the green sprouts were already appearing in the fields. But wheat was not the only fall planting that was becoming evident. Young Sherry whose seed had germinated with the assistance of her schoolteacher's sperm had gained considerable weight. She was a big girl so it didn't show that much except for the loss of a waistline and the development of a bit of a potbelly....
It was a moment before Bernice actually heard the knock on the door and another moment before she placed its source as the front door, not the back door where people usually came. Re-tying her robe to conceal her nakedness she went on watery knees to the door, prepared to tell whomever it was to come back another time. "Good morning, Mrs. Bartlett. I hope this isn't an inconvenient time for a brief visit?" Wilson noted the attractive, dark-haired woman's flushed appearance and wondered...
Becky slept well that night but when she awakened in the morning she had a gnawing feeling, sort of an urge in her belly. She wanted something but she didn't know what. Was it Jesus' message from Reverend Wilson? The day seemed to go on and on. Several times Mr. Best caught her daydreaming and she'd been very embarrassed but finally school was over and she was off to her appointment with her minister. Although Mrs. Bartlett's inexperienced mouth had performed with consummate skill and...
Sally's plump thighs had parted as she dreamed and her hand was at the open juncture of her thighs. One moment it was Dave's hand that was pushing, rubbing her there. And then it was Mr. Best. Her gaze fixed again on her teacher. The pressure built in her adolescent loins. Her eyes lost focus. Her round ass squirmed on the hard seat. And suddenly Mr. Best was beside her desk, looking right down at her lap where her hand was moving, pressing. Sally almost jumped in her seat as she pulled...
Black men love Beckys by Angela Collins Preamble:- This story was inspired by a piece of very hard-core interracial porn I recently saw. The size and quantity, although unbelievable, were real ! ************************************************************************ As a man, I used to love watching porn. I was a white, heterosexual man with a medium sized dick, but I liked mixed race porn where the Black man had a huge dick and knew what to do with it to bring his usually...