by Wendy Pound
“God damn, get over here so I can fuck you so hard.”
“Yes! I need you so badly. My pussy is dripping on the floor, I'm so wet for you.”
“Where do you want me to fuck your brains out?”
“How about right here?” I lay down right next to the podium. From the floor, when I looked up I could see all the candles and Jesus on the cross.
“Are you sure?” the priest asked, obviously scared of defiling me in front of God.
“Yes I'm sure. Now get down here and put that gigantic cock inside me!”
Father John began to take his robes off until he was stark naked. He was way more muscular than I thought he would be which turned me on immensely. The priest looked up one last time at Jesus on the cross before he got down on top of me.
The priest's cock was teasing my opening. His shaft kept rubbing against the lips of my pussy making me even more moist. I needed him inside me immediately or I thought I would die. “Please, fuck me now. I can't handle it anymore!” I begged.
His cock entered me in one big thrust. I gasped at how big he was and my pussy could barely contain him. Father John began fucking me hard and fast. He grabbed my tits as they bounced back and forth. “Your pussy is so tight!” he screamed.
“I want you to fuck me like this all night!” I replied. His cock continued to pound me going in and out of my wet pussy. It felt like every time his cock entered me, it would go deeper and deeper. “Will you come inside me?” I pleaded.
I grabbed onto the ornamental rug that I was laying on as Father John gave me the fuck of my life. We both moaned in ecstasy and I could tell that he was close to coming. “Don't come yet! I want more of you.”
Father John pulled out and got off of me. I stood up and motioned for him to lay down. I wanted to try the reverse-cowgirl position. Once the priest was laying flat, I turned around and mounted him. I was facing away from him but I knew he would like the view of my big ass. I guided his cock inside me as I came down on him. I bent over a little grabbing his calves with my hands to brace myself. I began to go up and down making sure my ass would slam down on him every time.
“Fuck that feels amazing!” he said while spanking my ass cheeks. Every spank gave me a rush of pleasure. I kept fucking his big cock and my tits were bouncing up and down as I went faster and faster.
I could feel my climax getting closer and I wanted to cum at the same time as Father John. “Oh I'm so close. Are you going to come?”
“I don't think I can hold it back any longer.”
“OH FUCK! OH FUCK! FUCK FUCK!!! UHHHHHH! I'M COMING!!!!!” A tidal wave of pleasure hit me.
“OH MY GOD! I'M COMING SO HARD!!!” Father John came at the same time as me. His cock blew up like a volcano inside me, shooting hot cum deep within me. My whole body shook intensely as the feeling of his cum make my orgasm a thousand times better. It was like nothing I had ever experienced before. I began to get lightheaded and I could barely hold myself up. I couldn't hear anything and I just wanted it to last forever. Our loud screams of pleasure echoed off the church walls.
After the ride of ecstasy was over, I lifted off of his cock and gallons of cum poured out of me. I turned around and collapsed right on top of Father John. “Oh my God that was so fucking fantastic!”
“Yeah that was the best sex I've ever had!” The priest was out of breath and clearly exhausted.
“God I just want you to fuck me again!” I looked over at the priest but he was already passed out. I slept the best sleep of my life during that night.
I awoke in the morning to the sun hitting my face and the priest screaming. “Holy shit! Holy shit!”
“What's wrong?” I asked.
“Your mom is going to be worried sick about us. We have to get dressed and get home!”
I didn't even respond, I just gathered up my clothes which were strewn about the whole church. I got dressed and giggled with the priest at the absurdity of things. We got out of there just as people were walking up the steps to the church. They might have known what we did in there but I didn't really care.
Father John walked me to my car and I didn't want to say goodbye. “Can we do this again sometime?”
“I can't Cora. It's forbidden. Last night was definitely a mistake.”
My face turned into instant sadness at his response. “I see,” I said, hanging my head down low.
Father John, put his hand under my chin and lifted my head until I made eye contact with him. “God gave us temptation as a form of a test. Our goal is to resist them as much as we can. I'm sorry but...” Father John's gaze trailed down my neck to my cleavage. “Those tits of yours are absolutely irresistible. I just have to see you again.”
I smiled and we embraced. He squeezed both of my tits and gave me a long, passionate kiss. I couldn't wait until the next time I could feel that humongous cock inside me again. And someday maybe he could give me the child I always wanted.
Craving His Cream
The minute hand of the clock dragged on and on as it reached closer to 12 PM. Every second was a struggle. The teacher's voice was barely audible over the roar of the classroom. I sat at my desk and stared at the clock, willing it to go faster.
When the bell rang it was finally time.
Lunch time.
Getting through an entire day at school was torture. Each class was worse than the next. I'd rather have my eyeballs cut out than sit through another boring lecture. The only solace was lunch. An entire hour devoted to sitting around with friends and gossiping.
“Hey Jasmine, how was class?” Rhonda asked.
“Kill me,” I replied, throwing my backpack on the ground and sitting down at the lunch table.
“What's for lunch today, Amber?” I asked.
Amber tilted her lunch tray at me. “Meatloaf again.”
“Gross, I guess I'm skipping lunch again today.” I pulled out an emergency bag of chips and snacked on those.
“Did you guys see Sarah and that little skirt she was wearing today?” Amber asked.
I nodded my head. “What a slut. Just because prom is almost here doesn't mean you can act like a hooker to get a date.”
The girls all laughed out loud.
“So who do you think you're going to say yes to?” Rhonda asked me.
“I have no clue.” A lot of boys had asked me to the dance and I wasn't sure who I wanted. I looked around the cafeteria at all the boys. Jason was too shy and dorky. Derek had a girlfriend. John might be gay but wasn't out yet.
All that was left was Charlie. The one guy that didn't actually ask me.
Charlie was on the varsity basketball team and the track team. I've had a crush on him since middle school and I never told a single soul.
I stared at him from afar, hoping he would muster the nerve to ask me. Charlie glanced over at me and smiled. I quickly darted my eyes away and embarrassment flooded my face.
Amber caught my eyes and then looked at Charlie. “I see who Jasmine wants to say yes to.”
“If he hasn't asked you yet, go ask him,” Rhonda said.
“Girls don't ask guys to the dance. That's was the Sadie Hawkins dance is for.”
Amber butted in, “Yeah but girls ask guys all the time, Jasmine.”
“Well not me,” I replied.
A voice came from behind me. “Hey Jasmine.”
I looked around to see Charlie standing there. My cheeks became flushed with more redness. I opened my mouth and nothing would come out. I screamed at my brain to do something but I was helpless. All I could do was wave at him like a dummy.
Charlie looked at me funny. “Well, I was wondering if you had a date to the dance?”
Holy shit! He's about to ask me!
I tried to respond but I had no air in my lungs. I opened my mouth and nothing came out.
“She's free,” Rhonda said, helping me out.
“Would you go with me?” Charlie asked.
I stared at his beautiful blue eyes and fell in love. I could
spend an eternity in those eyes. I nodded my head and Charlie walked away.
I turned back towards the girls and finally gasped for air. “What just happened?”
Amber smiled. “It looks like you're going to the prom with Charlie.”
A smile as wide as the Grand Canyon appeared across my face. My dream was coming true.
–
I went home that day in a state of shock. Charlie and I were going to prom together.
“What's with the happy face?” Tyler asked when I walked through the door.
“Oh nothing,” I replied, skipping up the stairs to my room. It wasn't time to tell my parents yet.
Tyler was my stepdad that my mom married a few years ago. He was a pretty nice guy and very hot so I didn't mind having him around. As I grew older, I found myself getting more and more attracted to him. But I knew it was wrong so I always dismissed those feelings.
I lay on my bed and dreamed about my future date with Charlie. I imagined him picking me up in his red Dodge Charger and driving us to the prom. We dance all night and then he takes me home and kisses me passionately at the front door.
It would be the most perfect night. But that's not what I really wanted.
I wanted my first time to be with Charlie. I wanted it to be special.
I unsnapped my jeans and slipped my hand underneath. My pussy was soaking wet from just the thought of Charlie. I touched my fleshy hood and my body surged with ecstasy. I rubbed myself while I dreamed of Charlie naked.
I pictured us in the back seat of his car. I slowly undressed as I straddled him. I could feel his pulsing cock pinned beneath me. I unzipped his pants and revealed his hardness. Charlie moaned loudly as I stroked his shaft up and down. I buried his face in my tits, letting Charlie taste my nipples.
Back in bed, I pinched my nipples, making them as hard as pencil erasers. I rubbed my squishy clit back and forth. My eyes rolled into the back of my head. My heart pounded with pleasure.
I imagined lowering down onto Charlie's big meat, his cock filling me up slowly. I swirled my clit around and around. Faster and faster. I was so close.
I bit down on a chunk of bedsheet as my orgasm exploded. My muscles flexed and my body shook like a vibrator. I could barely keep myself from screaming at the top of my lungs.
The pleasure faded but it was only the beginning. I yearned to feel someone inside me. I played with my clit again, pushing it like a button. The thought of Charlie entering me came back to my mind. The ecstasy returned in full force.
I imagined Charlie pulling out and stroking his cock furiously. His white hot cum shot out in spurts all over my chest. He plastered my entire body with his seed. My second orgasm came without a warning. My legs locked into position. My toes pointed forward. Tiny moans escaped my lips.
My body relaxed and I collapsed onto my pillow, completely exasperated. I stared at the ceiling hoping that my prom night could be close to what my fantasy was like.
Little did I know, my stepdad, Tyler had different plans for me.
–
The best part of prom was the dress shopping. Well, sex was the best part but dress shopping was a close second. Shopping for that perfect dress was almost as important as picking out a wedding dress. Classmates would remember how you looked at prom for the rest of their lives and so would your date.
“What do you think of this,” Amber said, throwing the curtain open and coming out wearing a pink satin dress. Her boobs were falling out and it was so short that you could see the bottom of her ass.
Rhonda and I gave her a thumbs down. “Try again, Amber,” I said.
“But that was the last one,” she said.
“My turn then,” I announced.
I went into the dressing room and tried on the first dress. It was a tight black one that had interweaving straps going all the way down my back. I walked out and saw the girls' jaws drop.
“Holy shit, Jasmine, you look fucking hot,” Rhonda said.
“If I wasn't into men, I think I'd take you right here on the floor,” Amber said.
We all laughed and I stared at myself in the mirror. I had never felt so confident before. The dress was the perfect length and revealed the right amount of cleavage. It showed off my curves without making me look fat. My eyes welled up as I pictured myself dancing with Charlie.
“I think this is the dress,” I said, turning around to face them.
“Fuck you,” Amber said. “I tried on countless dresses and you found the one on the first try.”
“Don't hate,” I said, swiping off my shoulders. “We'll just need to find another dress store for you, Amber.”
“Well you're definitely getting some with Charlie if you wear that dress,” Rhonda said.
“I hope so,” I replied, admiring myself again in the mirror.
–
The day of the prom was more stressful than I could ever imagine. I got no sleep the night before because I couldn't stop thinking that Charlie was going to be a no show. I imagined myself waiting by the door, perking up at any sign of a car passing by. Only to realize that Charlie was never coming and my life was ruined.
I tried to push those thoughts out of my head as I went to get my nails done. Afterwards, I went to the hairdresser and she tried my hair a few different ways but none of them gave me that “wow factor”. I had to go to a hairdresser I never met to get my hair looking halfway decent. My plan was to get my makeup professionally done but I knew how I wanted it exactly and I could do it myself.
I spent the day at home in front of the mirror, re-fixing my hair and applying makeup. I wanted it to be perfect for Charlie. I wanted his jaw to drop when he saw me open the door. After I put my dress on, I still had a couple hours until he was supposed to pick me up. All I could do was sit in my room and wait in fear of ruining my dress or makeup.
There was a knock at the door. “Come in,” I said.
Tyler walked in. “I just wanted to get a look at you before you went out tonight.”
I stood up and did a little twirl for him.
“Wow, you're all grown up now,” he said, his eyes looking me up and down.
“Oh shut up, you haven't even known me that long.” I laughed.
“Take a seat, Jasmine, your mother sent me in here to give you “the talk”.”
“No way,” I said. “Why does it have to be you?”
“Well your mom thinks that you might listen to me more,” he replied. She was right about that. I'd probably drown her out if she tried to give me a lecture.
“Don't you think I'm a little too old to hear about the “birds and the bees”?”
“Yeah maybe you are, but I think we should go over the basics since I'm sure you don't have any experience.”
That was true. I only knew what my girlfriends told me and what I had read in books.
I sat down at my desk and faced Tyler. “Fine. Teach me.”
Tyler gulped. “I never thought I would have to do this. So when a man and woman love each other...”
“You can skip to the good stuff,” I interrupted.
Tyler gulped again. “Your first time is going to be painful. It's going to hurt and there will be blood. But there's nothing to worry about, it's all natural. The man will take his penis and put it inside your vagina. There's one thing you need to remember no matter what. Always make sure he's wearing a condom.”
“Of course, Tyler, everyone knows that,” I said.
“Even so, a condom will protect you not only from getting pregnant but also from STDs. It's a must if you're going to have sex.”
I always imagined this talk going in a different direction. I pictured my mom telling me that I should never have sex and I will most definitely get pregnant.
I watched Tyler as he taught me all about making love. I focused on his lips as they opened and shut. My eyes trailed down and I could see the outline of his giant cock.
He was completely hard! It was like someone shoved a banana down his pants. I guess all this
talking about sex was turning him on a little.
It was turning me on too.
I quickly looked back up at Tyler to make sure he didn't spot me. But he did. He stopped talking and stared me in the eyes. He was full of hunger. Full of lust.