Chapter 3 The Priest & Pleasure:>>Ep3

• Lucas watched as the beautiful girl reached behind herself and unclipped her sensible bra, pulling it away from the lovely firm breasts. They were wonderfully rounded, with big brown nipples. Combined with the lean hard body already revealed, it made his cock throb painfully.
• "Very good, my child," He said. "The Lord loves those who keep themselves healthy."
• "Oh," She blushed. "I guess I just like sports."
• "Well, I think you're ready for the next challenge, Diana. Do you feel more confident?"
• "Um, I guess so," She forced herself to straighten up and not feel exposed. "I mean yes, yes I am."
• "Good," He said, unable to keep the excitement out of his voice. "Now, tell me again: what were the people in the magazines doing?"
• "Um, they were all naked, and, um, the women were wanking the men's cocks, or putting them in their mouths, and stuff." She listed uncertainly.
• "Well, then, I think you can guess what I would like you to do next."
• "Um, no," She bit her lip. "Um, should I wank it some more?"
• "Actually, Diana," He panted. "I'd like you to put my cock in your mouth."
• "Oh," She looked at the throbbing erection in her face, eyebrows raised. "Oh, are you sure? I mean..."
• "I'm very sure, my child," He brandished his dick closer to her lips. "It's the only way to conquer your fears."
• "Actually, I'm not all that afra-"
• "Diana, for the good of your soul, you must put my cock in your mouth."
• "Um..."
• "And for your father."
• The wide brown eyes widened even more as she stared, as though hypnotised, by the twitching penis in front of her. She swallowed thickly and leaned forward slowly. Lucas felt hypnotised himself as he watched the moist pink lips open and the beautiful face approach his crotch.
• He let out a long exhalation as the warm lips met the head of his cock, the hot breath washing over his tip. The teenager carefully opened her mouth wider, her brown eyes trying to look down at the member she was accepting. He watched delightedly as her lips closed on his shaft, the head of the cock inside her mouth. It felt so hot and wet, his glands resting on the softness of her tongue. She looked up at his face, as though for approval.
• "Very good, Diana," He said truthfully, trying not to gasp. "Very good. Now don't put your teeth on it, keep them right away from the cock. Now tell me, don't move, just tell me: does it feel alright, yes or no?"
• She seemed about to nod and stopped. "Mmm-hmm."
• He gasped from the vibration of her mouth, so hot. "That's great," He croaked. "Now, how about you try licking the cock with your tongue? Carefully now, just lick the end."
• Feeling very strange, Diana starting licking the end of the appendage in her mouth, watching Father Bland's face. He sure to be enjoying it as much as the men in the magazine, he was smiling and gasping. It was odd to be shirtless with part of someone else's body in her mouth, still she guessed it was doing her good. Anything that pleased a priest must be good.
• The cock did taste a bit funny, she thought. At the end of it she thought she tasted a musty flavour, slightly salty. Intrigued, she tongued the hole in the tip, figuring that it must be where the yoghurt-stuff came out of. Father Bland moaned in pleasure when she did it, so she kept it up even harder, hoping to please him.
• "Okay, okay, stop," The priest bleated, placing his hands on her bare shoulders. "Stop for a second. Whooo."
• Diana released the cock and watched it twitching up and down in front of her. The end of it was wet with her spit and the whole thing looked even more inflated.
• "Whoo-eee," The priest said weakly. "You sure are good at that."
• "Am I?" She asked, pleased with herself. "Really?"
• "Yes, yes indeedy," Father Bland replied, before taking a few deep breaths. "Yes indeed. Now, I think we need to try it again, just a little differently. Okay?"
• "Yes, Father, if I have to. I'm ready."
• "Good girl. Now, open your mouth. Stay still," He took hold of her head, feeling her soft hair under his fingers. The lovely mouth opened obediently. "Just stay right there."
• Diana held herself still, the priest holding her head gently, her mouth open as if for the dentist. He was moving his hips forward towards her, bringing the rigid length of the cock closer. She watched it as it passed under her vision, knowing and yet still surprised when it pressed against her tongue. The strange taste was stronger now. It rubbed along her tongue, going back and back until she felt the hairs at its base tickle her nose. It sure felt much bigger in her mouth than it looked.
• "Oh that feels good," The priest said, clutching her hair. "Yes, close your mouth, yes."
• She obeyed, closing her lips on the springy flesh of the cock, feeling its heat. It was quite hard to stop her teeth from touching it, it seemed very large now. The tip was on the back of her tongue and she had to fight down the urge to cough. Her eyes were watering a little, though she couldn't see much except for the front of Father Bland's shirt anyway.
• "Yes, now I want you to suck it, Diana," The priest said, his voice sounding strange. Feeling even weirder, she started sucking on it like an ice block, unable to stop her tongue licking at the strange surface as well. "Yes, now just relax and let me show you how to suck a cock."
• She felt his hands get a different grip on her, then he was moving her whole head backward, so that the cock slid out of her lips. When it was almost completely out, he pulled her head back in. The cock slid back inside, leaving a dribble of her spit that she felt run down her chin. She made herself stay relaxed and keep up the suction as he continued manipulating her.
• "Oooh yes," He groaned eventually. "Oh so good. Yes, lick the cock as you suck it, my child. Yes, like that. Oh, lick the end, lick the end. Unnh yes that's goood."
• Diana couldn't understand what Father Bland was finding so enjoyable about the whole thing. Surely it was just like sucking your finger? He really seemed into it, though, the movement of her head was getting faster and faster.
• "Oh God, Jesus, yes," He intoned. "Oh, now Diana, could you keep -- oooh - doing this without me -- uh - helping you?"
• "Mmm-hmm-mmm." She hummed, her mouth still occupied.
• The Father lifted his hands off her head. She paused for a second, suddenly possessed of a kind of stage fright, before pulling herself together. She was a competitive spirit, a sportsperson, and there was no way she was going to fail at something this easy! With gusto she started sucking the cock again, bobbing her head up and down its length, the force of her suction creating long slurping noises. Her tongue went wild over the thing, lashing at its sides and swiping at the hole at the tip each time she came up.