Priestly Promiscuity

Chapter Fifteen

Sally’s Selfless Sacrifice

The next evening after their usual practice, Brother John quietly signaled to the obese youngster to come to his office. Sally had spent the last hour wondering if he was going to acknowledge that he knew she'd watched them and, now that he obviously was, she was frightened.

"Now, Sally.” he said with a reproving tone of voice. "You were being rather sneaky last night, weren't you? Just what did you see?"

"Oh, sir? I didn't mean to, but? Like? I know it wasn't your fault, Brother John. I know she's a bad woman and she made you sin, Brother John. And I want to help you resist that sinful woman. I know I'm young, sir, but? Like? My sister and her boyfriend? They know they gotta wait 'til they're married. But I seen how they…they? Like? They help each other without goin' all the way, sir? And I could? Like? I could help you resist her, sir?"

"Sit down, Sally.” the monk said, wondering what she was talking about. "I guess you saw everything, then? Have you ever done anything like that, yourself?"

"Oh, no! Of course not, sir!"

"Have you ever wanted to, my child?"

"Oh, no! Well? Not exactly, sir? Like? That is?...."

"It's alright, Sally. We're all tempted, sometimes,” he said as he placed his hand on her round knee. "What did you think when you saw me with her, last night?" He studied the obese young girl as they sat in the dimly lighted office. She was very pretty, with a full, red-lipped mouth and rosy cheeks. Her breasts were big and fat and, although she had no waist, her hips were wide and deep. Except for her youth, he thought, she was certainly a fuckable female.

"Well, sir? Like? I ain't seen nothin' like it before? Like? I knew it was her that made yuh do it, sir? I din't think it was your fault," she stammered.

"Did it make you want to be like her?"

"Oh, no! Well, maybe a bit, sir? 'Cept it musta hurt her, din't it, sir?...Like? You know?"

"No, I don't think it hurt her, my child. But, how does your sister help her boyfriend? How were you going to help me?"

"She? Like? She uses her hands, sir? Like? I seen them do it lotsa times and? That's how she keeps them pure? But, sometimes they talk real dirty, too, sir? "

A handjob didn't really interest the horny monk but, he thought, it could easily be turned into something better.

"And are you willing to help me that way, Sally?” he asked as his hand slid under the hem of her skirt to caress the softness of her huge, fat thighs.

"Uh? Well? I guess so, Brother John? I never done it but if yuh want me to?"

He was already hard and he took the girl's hand and placed it under his robes on the long thickness of his erection. She gasped when she felt the its big, hot hardness.

"You're a very kind girl, Sally. You can tell that I am already tempted and I might yield to her wiles again? Are you sure you want to do this, my child?"

Emboldened by his subtle, almost shy pleading, the girl tried to span the girth of his shaft, wondering why he was so much bigger than her sister's boyfriend. "Uh? Oh, sir? Oh, yes. I do want to help you, Brother John. But I ain't sure what yuh want?" Then, as she had seen her sister do, she began to stroke the huge staff.

The monk's hand had slowly crept along her bare thigh until it reached the juncture of her thighs with her hips. Sitting as she was, his further progress was blocked by the overhang of her fat belly but, at his gentle urging, she slid her fat ass forward on the chair and spread her thighs so that his hand could reach the crotch of her panties.

Because her thighs were so fat, it was difficult to get his hand between them for, even though she now had them widely parted, the surplus of soft, doughy flesh still formed a barrier to her crotch. Because the flesh was so soft, however, his hand made it's way deeper between her legs and, finally, he reached the target he sought. "Oh, Sally? You're all wet?” he said as his finger slipped under the elastic leg of her panties to touch the slippery, hairless labia. "Do you know what makes you wet like this, my dear?

The young virgin felt a shiver of desire in her belly as she gasped, "Uh, sir" Uh? Like? I dunno, sir? Oh, sir, I never been touched there before, sir? 'Cept when I done it myself? I get wet, like? Like, when I see or hear my sister doin' things with her boyfriend? And, like, when I touch myself down there? But? I guess I musta got wet tonight coz I wuz thinkin' 'bout helpin' yuh, sir?"

"And you're sure you want to help me?” he asked again.

"Oh, yes, Brother John. I want to do somethin' for you coz you never...like? You don't make me feel fat and ugly like a lotta guys do."

"That's just because you're not fat and ugly, Sally. You're a very pretty young lady and if I wasn't a monk, I'd want someone your size to marry. Women like Bev are too skinny for me." As he spoke to the young girl, she looked at him with increasing devotion, flattered by his praise of her appearance.

"You're awful nice to me, Brother John.” she said with a shy smile and she reached out with her other hand to grasp the hugeness of his hard, erect penis. "Do yuh? Like? Do yuh wanta do it here?"

The monk got up and locked the door. "This is a safe place, Sally. But first, we have to get undressed."

"But, sir? Jan don't? Like? They sit with their clothes on?"

"Oh, well? That's all right, my child. If you don't want to. It's just that? Well? After what Bev did for me? Like? Being close to her bare flesh....I wanted to see and feel your lovely body, Sally? You're so much bigger and softer. I thought it might keep me from wanting her again. But it'll probably be all right anyway?"

The innocent, young girl hesitated for a moment and then said, "I guess I can undress, sir? If you really want me to? But? Like? Willya turn off the light, first?"

As he walked over to turn off the light, she saw his mammoth organ projecting out from the folds of his robe, swaying from side to side like a third arm. She got shyly to her feet and began to unbutton her frilly blouse as she asked, "Where are we gonna sit, sir?"

"It will be better if we lie on the floor, Sally. Then I can imagine what you'll look like someday when you get married and you do this with your husband. Doesn't your sister ever lie down with her boyfriend?"

"Uh? Well, alright, sir? I seen them lyin' down sometimes and? Like? She don't 'zackly get undressed but she kinda opens up mosta her clothes?” and the girl reached behind her back to unfasten her brassiere.

Brother John lay down on the floor and, with the light that showed through the transom, he was able to see the corpulent girl's white flesh as she slowly took off all of her clothes. He was surprised at the thickness of the bush that covered her fat mons, a mass of black, curly hair that belied her youth. Then she lay down beside him and nervously took his huge, erect penis in her hands.

"You are a beautiful girl, Sally.” the horny monk said softly as he cupped her large breasts. "And I want to make this pleasant for you, too. How old are you? I thought you were younger than your sister but you don't look it, my child?"

The young girl's belly churned as he played with her hard nipples and she answered, "I'm fifteen, sir. Jan is 'most eighteen. I guess I'm so big up there coz I'm so fat, sir?"

"Well, Sally, you sure look older than that.” he lied and, pushing her down flat on her back, he stroked her breasts and her big, convex belly. "You have a lovely body, Sally. Your husband will be a lucky man to have your softness wrapped around him." And, as his fingers slid down over her plumply projecting, hirsute mons to dip in the crevice that bisected the mound, he continued, "You're very wet down there, my child? Wet and very slippery. Do you get that way very often?" "Hanh! Ohhh sirrr!” she gasped as his fingers skillfully stroked her swollen vulva. "No...yes...I don't know, sir? Sometimes...like when I watch Jan and her boyfriend...and? Like? Last night when I saw you and Bev, sir? I got real wet, then.” she replied, breathlessly, spreading her legs wider apart to give him full access to her throbbing pussy.

"Have you ever let anyone do this before, Sally?"

"Oh, no sir! Never! I couldn't!” she gasped as she pumped his mammoth staff. "But I done it to myself, sir?"

"Does Jan ever let her boyfriend get on top and do this?... touch her with his?. You know?” the monk asked, plotting to get on this luscious, young, fat girl.

"No? I don't think so, sir? I never seen them, anyways."

"I think we should do it that way, my child. You can still hold me like you are now... And you can rub yourself with it, too.” the horny monk said as he rose to kneel between her fat thighs.

"Well, alright, Brother John? If you want to do it that way? I guess it'll be alright? But yer not gonna? Like? Yer not gonna put it in me, are yuh, sir?” the girl replied nervously as she remembered how he had buried the huge rod in Bev, last night. "Hannh? Aannh? Oohhh sirr? It's so hot, sir?” she gasped as she touched her soft pussy with the slick, hard tip of his cock.

"Oh yes, Sally! And you're hot too. Ohh, my child. That feels so good. You are so soft and slippery there.” he moaned. Then, as she rubbed the monstrous organ on her genitals, he mauled her soft, fat flesh. The teenager felt a growing excitement in her loins as he squeezed and milked her full, large tits and took handfuls of the fleshy rolls that girdled her wide hips.

Sally discovered an added thrill when she brought the hot, hard penis into contact with her erect clitoris and, as if she'd been doing this for years, she moved his dong in the deep, fat slit of her pussy.

"Do you like this, Sally? Does it feel good to you, too?” he asked as he looked down to where their bodies were almost joined. "Let me turn on a light, Sally? You are so wonderful to help me resist Bev's sinful temptation that I want to be able to see the goodness in your eyes. And to see the beauty of your wonderful body."

"Oh, sirr? I guess yuh can?” she sighed, thrilled and flattered by his words. "Ohhh? I never felt nothin' like this before?” she panted. "Am I gonna make yuh? Like? Is it gonna happen for yuh, sir? Do yuh think yer gonna shoot yer stuff out?"

"Not yet, my child. Here. Let me try something else.” the lustful monk said as he reached down to guide the tip of his cock to the boiling hot portal of the fat teenager's vagina. "Ohhh, Sally! That feels so good. You're so hot! What does it feel like to you? Someday you're going to want your guy to fill this little receptacle. Can you imagine how that will feel?” he asked as he slipped his finger between the fat folds of her pussy to touch her clit.

"SIRRR! Hannh? Sirr?” she gasped and her body tensed expectantly. "I? I? Ohhh, yess... I awready feel like that, sir. 'Cept he ain't likely gonna be as big as you, sir. Oohhh sirr? Yer gonna make it happen? Yer makin' it happen fer me? Are yuh? Like? Am I gonna make it fer you, too?"

Careful not to bring the innocent girl over the top, he continued to play with her vulnerable, young body, feeling her big, soft frame quiver tensely beneath him as, ever so gradually, he inserted the bulbous tip of his cock into the vestibule of her virgin vagina. Looking down, he could see the twin, elongated mounds of her slick labia with his massive cocktip in the valley between them. Despite the full bush on her mons, the lips were essentially hairless. Her vulva looked like a large, uncooked hotdog bun but the mammoth wiener was poised vertically, rather than lying in the slit of the pulpy bun.

"Can yuh rub me harder, sir?” the teenager gasped. "And faster? Ohhh, sir? Brother John? I never felt like this before?” and she gripped the thick shaft with both hands, inadvertently drawing it a bit deeper.

"Oh, no, Sally!” he said as if he didn't want that. "No! You'd better let go of me,” but the girl was too far along to heed his alarm. She felt a strange pressure on her vaginal entrance but, at the same time, the intruding tip was touching a million nerve-ends and sending unimaginable thrills coursing through her inexperienced loins.

"Let go of me, Sally!” he moaned, hoping he had not prematurely timed his cautioning words. "Oh, Sally? You're pulling me in too deep!" But the young girl did not release her grip on the thick, hard shaft right away and, looking down at her pretty face, he pushed deeper.

Because of her corpulence, more than three inches of the thick cock were already between her fat cuntlips before he encountered her hymen. Finally the fat adolescent realized what she was inviting and she released her two handed grip on the mammoth tool so he could pull back. But she was too late. Of course she had been too late when she first let him place his big cock in the soft, wet slit of her fat, young vulva but she did not know that.

The monk pushed relentlessly inward and the pretty teenager flinched as she felt the painful pressure on her vestal shield. Her big, blue eyes widened as she realized what was happening but she was helplessly open to his thrust.

"Hannh?...Aaannnhh?...aaahhhh?” she cried out as the ponderous weapon penetrated her vagina, splitting her hymen and surging inward. There was the initial, sharp pain of defloration and then an incredible internal pressure as the huge cock surged up into her big, young body. She strained her fat legs wider apart as if to relieve the pressure and, when the thickly veined shaft rubbed over her throbbing clitoris, it triggered her long delayed climax.

"Unnggh...unngghh...unngghh” she gurgled breathlessly as her loins convulsed with her orgasm. Any further discomfort the young girl might have felt was overwhelmed by the hot thrills of climax that coursed through her lower body as she jerked and jiggled with the convulsive spasms that wracked her loins.

"Sally! Ohh, Sally? I didn't mean to!” the horny monk lied, grinding against her soft, fat hips, the full length of his fuck-sword sheathed in her tight, young cunt-scabbard. "I couldn't help myself. You didn't let go?” he said as he fucked her deflowered sheath with short strokes. "I'm sorry, my child."

"Hanh...anh...anh...” the teenager panted. "Hannh? Sirr? Ohh, Brother John? Ohh, sirr? It wasn't your fault, sir. You tried to stop me."

"Did I hurt you, my child? Are you all right, Sally?"

"Oh, sir? It hurt some, I guess? But? Didja? Like? Did it help you, sir? Like? You know?"

"Oh, no my child. I didn't. I was so concerned about you. Do you want me to stop, now?"

"I dunno, Brother John? I guess not? Coz if you do you'll just go back to that bad woman again. Do yuh wanta? Like? You know? Like yuh done with her? Yuh can, sir. It don't hurt no more so? Like? Yuh can do it like this, 'stead of with my hand."

"Ohh, my child. You're so sweet. So sweet and beautiful.” he said as he began to fuck her freshly deflowered body with short strokes. "It feels so much better in you, Sally. Do you want me to? Like? Do you want me to make you cum again, my child?"

"Cum? Like? You mean? Like, get that same feelin' again?"

"That's right, Sally. I can try to make you feel that way again before...like? Before you take care of me."

"Uh? Well? I think I'd like that sir? Will it be alright? Like? Yer not gonna think I'm bad like her, are yuh?"

"Oh, no, my child. You're beautiful and sweet and pure and you could never be like her.” he replied softly as he began to fuck her lax, receptive body with longer thrusts.

The lustful monk reached under her fat thighs and, acquiescently, the young girl allowed him to lift and spread her massive thighs wider apart. He shifted his position so that he would not slip lower from the high mound of her belly and hips and, looking down to where they were joined; he watched his cock slide in and out of her soft, tight cunt. Below the heavily bushed projection of her mons he saw again the deep valley that bisected her vulva. At the top of the sleek valley was the minor peak where the separation of her labia began and, as he hooked his elbows under her knees to raise her fat legs higher, he was able to see where he was actually entering her young cunt. He reached down to play with the fat lips and, probing, he found her clitoris with his finger,

"Does it feel alright to you, my child? I'm not hurting you, am I?” he asked as he fucked her big, fat body with full-length strokes.

"Hunnh...unnh...” she panted breathlessly. "Nunh...nunh... not now, sir...hunh...hunh...are we sinnin', sir? Hunh ...am I bein' bad like Bev? At least I ain't talkin' the way she did."

"What does Jan say, Sally? How does she talk?"

"Oh, Father? I'll get 'barrassed? She sez awful things?"

Lowering his face to her huge, fat breasts, the monk gently bit her big, throbbing nipples as he said in a tit-muffled voice, "It's all right, my child. It's alright for her to say some things when she's ...like...at the right time."

"Well, sir? Like she tells him how she's gonna...gonna? Like? She tells him she's gonna fuck his brains out when they get married... And she talks about how hot her cunt is and how hard his cock is and...and?” and the young teen hesitated as if she couldn't say something.

Picking up his tempo, the priest screwed his fat, young conquest as he urged her on. "Tell me, my child. What else?"

"Oh, sir? She sez she's gonna let him put it in her mouth. She's gonna suck his cock as soon as he gives her a ring? She wouldn't really do sump'n like that, would she? Am I bein' bad, too, by lettin' yuh fuck me?"

"It's not the same, my child...You're doing this to help me, Sally...God understands..." and, as he felt her big, soft body tense once more with approaching orgasm, he released her legs. "Are you going to fuck my brains out, Sally? Is your cunt hot like hers gets? Does my cock feel hard to you?"

The fat adolescent was, at first, shocked by the monk's words but then, in her naive excitement, she responded in kind. "Unnh...yess... unh... sirr...I'm gonna fuck you so yer not gonna want her no more... hunnh...unnhh. Brother John... Yer cock's so big and hard... unnhh... yuh got my little cunt all hot and...hannhh...hunh? Unnh? Uh, sir? Hunnnhh... I?...I?...I think it's gonna happen again, sir? I got that feelin' down there again?” the fat, young innocent gasped and she lifted her legs of her own volition.

The horny monk was also close to a climax and he increased the tempo of his thrusts. "Oh yes, my child. Oh, yes. Cum, Sally. Cum.” he urged but the teenager needed no urging. There was a slapping sound as his hips hammered the soft, corpulence of the girl's belly and pelvis and then she began to writhe and wriggle awkwardly beneath him. He put his hands on her shoulders to lever himself higher on her big body. Her soft belly was compressed by his weight and her wide, fleshy hips and thighs enveloped him. It was like riding a soft waterbed as her doughy body rolled and jiggled beneath him.

"Hunh...unh...yunh...yunnnhh...it's cummin'...cummin'...” she gasped as she went suddenly rigid beneath him. He felt the spasmodic clasp of the fat teenager's sheath as it milked his throbbing prick. Then, with a loud, breathless grunt, she went limp and her large, soft thighs relaxed their grip and fell away from his hips.

The immoral monk pushed deeper into her, her soft flesh clinging to him and his whole body seeming to submerge in the enveloping clasp of her obese, young body as he felt the rush of his own orgasm. He wriggled against the softness of her big belly and wide hips and his hands roughly mauled the plentiful fleshrolls that girdled her young body.

"Hanh?...anh?...didja yet?...hanh?” his innocent, teenage conquest panted and then her big eyes widened in surprise as she felt the burning, wet heat inside her cock-plugged sheath. "WHANNH? HAANNHH?” she cried out in surprise as his lava-like gism spurted up into her virgin cuntal cavity. "Hannhh?...sirrr?."

He ground against the ductile softness of her big body, his coarse pubic hair scratching her tender vulva as he exploded into the depths of her womb. Her fat tits rolled beneath his chest and, involuntarily, her inexperienced internal muscles milked his cock.

"Sally...oohhh, Sally, my child. Oohhh yesss... You did it. You made it happen for me.” he moaned as he lay, full weight, on her softly quivering body.

"Sir? Oohh, sir? I felt it? I felt yuh let it go, sir? Does that mean? Like? Does that mean that yuh've?...Like...You know?"

"It means that you helped me, Sally. Is that what you mean?"

"Uh? Well? Like, sorta, sir. But, like, Didja, like? Didja...You know? Like, didja fuck me, sir?" she asked shyly.

"You're still a virgin in God's eyes, my child.” he replied, playing on the young girl's innocence. "For a few moments I was fucking you, Sally, but it doesn't count."

"Hanh...oohh, sir? If I help you again? Like? Another time? If I letcha fuck me for a few moments? Will I still be alright?"

Looking at the pretty girl's soft, full-lipped mouth, the immoral monk said, "Oh yes, my child. And there are other ways you can help me too." He touched her slack lips with his fingers and as if she guessed immediately what he meant, they parted and she sucked his fingers into her mouth. "Yes, Sally. That's what I mean. You have a beautiful mouth. Will you do that for me too, Sally. Bev whispered that she was going to do it for me and I know you would be able to...like... to keep me from letting her do it."

The innocent teenager felt a perverse thrill in her belly as she imagined what it would be like to have that huge, hot organ between her lips. She had heard her sister promise to suck Jim's cock so it must be alright.

"Ohhhh, Brother John? Do you want me to? Do you want that right now?” she asked in a tremulous voice as he dismounted from her big, fat body. She felt a sense of loss as the huge, cunt-stretching cock withdrew from her tender, first-fucked cunt and her hands reached down possessively to grasp his wilting shaft.

"Oh yes, my child. Oh yes. I want that, Sally.” he replied and he helped the obese, young girl to her knees. "Are you sure you want to do it? Are you sure, Sally?"

But before he could get the fat, young girl’s oral cherry they heard sounds outside and realized that someone was coming to the rehearsal hall. In a rush they dressed and went out the side door before they were caught.