Priestly Promiscuity

Chapter Sixteen

Jumping Juicy Jan

The girl who, inadvertently, had caused her sister's defloration was still herself a virgin. Jan had been, at fifteen, an obese teenager like Sally. Now, however, after two years of careful dieting, she was a slender, shapely girl of almost eighteen. The only visible legacy of her former obesity was her breasts which were disproportionately large for her otherwise quite slim body. They were a cause of embarrassment to her not only because of their size, which made her very top heavy but also because, as she lost weight, they had lost some of their fullness and had become rather pendulous for a girl of her age. Of course, except for her boyfriend, nobody else had seen them, and her boyfriend seemed to like them, anyway. Except that, now, he was her former boyfriend.

Last night she had broken up Jim. It had happened before but, this time, she vowed it was for keeps. For almost six months she had been fighting off his advances. Reluctantly, at first, she had let him touch her and she, in turn, had also touched him. Their petting had become progressively more intimate and, for the last two months, they had been bringing each other to climax. The hunger in her loins which had tormented her since she turned thirteen was growing and it was getting more and more difficult to say no to him. Last night, at the same time as her younger sister was being deflowered and fucked, Jan was fighting off Jim's determined attempt to do the same with her. A month ago he had persuaded her to give him a handjob, the result had frightened and embarrassed her. She had, however, become used to the sight of his jetting gism and, although she felt somewhat guilty about it, she looked forward to the visible evidence of her effect on him. She also took a lot of guilty pleasure from his skilled fingers and usually had at least two orgasms before his occurred. These assuaged but in no way quelled the fire in her belly however. But there was no way she'd give in to him before marriage. She did not want to be a topic of locker room gossip and she was sure that, if Jim fucked her, he could not keep it to himself.

Just as her nearly nude, young body was convulsing, last night, he had suddenly climbed on top of her and tried to get his rigid member between her legs. Because her hands were holding it, he was unsuccessful as she brought him off before he could get into her. And, today, she was suffering from an attack of religion with the accompanying guilt over what she'd been doing for the past two months. And, perhaps prayer could help her overcome her almost constant thoughts of sex.

Father Murphy had not seen this girl before and, when she knelt in the confessional, he surreptitiously examined the pretty teenager.

The confession took a form similar to several he had conducted since he had perfected his technique. After hearing a rather understated story about her lewd transgressions, he ordered her to come to his office that night and, as with all the others, she acquiesced.

Jan was wearing a dress that fit snugly over her large breasts and loosely across her hips. Since her weight loss, all of her clothes fit that way. She was not wearing a brassiere because, when allowed to sag, unsupported, she did not feel that they looked as outsized as when they were uplifted by a bra.

When the cute, young blonde entered his office, Father Murphy told her to kneel by the sofa while he sat there, in front of her. Always before, in the confessional, Jan had felt she was alone, except for God. This was different and it made her very nervous. She was even more afraid, however, of what the priest was going to say about what she'd done.

That afternoon he had interrupted her confession without demanding details about her sinful conduct. She hoped she could be assigned penance without telling him everything.

"Now, my child,” her confessor said as he turned off the overhead light, "You must confess every detail of your sinful actions if you want God's forgiveness. Tell me everything."

"Oh, Father? I let him touch me? And I touched him, too, sir?"

"Just where did he touch you, my child? And how?"

"Like, here? And here?” the girl said in a faint voice as she indicated her breasts and groin.

"And did you like it, Jan? Or did you feel sinful?"

"I? I felt sinful, sir. But I? I liked it, too?"

"That is not good, my child. Satan has certainly got a hold on you. Take my hand, Jan, and show me exactly where he touched you."

Shyly and apprehensively, the teenager took his hand and placed it on her bosom, outside her dress.

"Is that all, Jan? Did you keep him from putting his hand under your dress?"

"Oh, sir? I? I? No, Father. I let him? Like? I was letting him almost take off my clothes? I'm sorry, sir?"

"You must show me, my child.” the horny cleric said in a soft tone of voice. "I can't help unless you do."

With fumbling fingers, the girl unbuttoned the top of her dress and her large, bare tits tumbled out into his hand. The priest cupped and hefted the heavily hanging fleshbags and felt the nipples become engorged and hard against his palm. He milked them gently and felt the growing tension in her shapely body.

"Did he touch you like this, Jan? Is this how?"

"Not exactly, Father? Like, he was a lot rougher?” she whimpered as she felt the familiar churning in her belly. The priest's gentle fondling was much more enjoyable than Jim's squeezing technique and, for a moment, the girl relaxed, dreamily.

"Does this make you feel like you want something more, my child?"

"Oh, no, Father. That is? Like? I don't know, sir? It's not the same as when he did it?"

"Is this all that he did, Jan?"

"No, Father. There was more. He touched me down there, too, sir?"

"Did he touch you under you clothes there, too, my child?"

I? I? Yes, Father, he did?” the young girl whimpered.

"That was very sinful, Jan. You must take my hand and show me what he did."

"Do you want me to? Like? Take off? Like?” she stammered.

"Whatever you did for him, Jan.” the priest replied, still gently milking her pendulous mammaries.

The girl paused, wondering how she could do this in her kneeling position. "I`ll have to get up, sir? Like? So I can take off my? my?” and his tit-milking hands urged her upper body higher so that she was kneeling upright before him. The innocent teen unbuttoned the rest of her dress and then peeled her flimsy panties down over her firm, round ass.

"Show me, my child. Show me where else he touched you.” he directed and, with trembling grasp, the girl placed his hand on her silkily furred mons.

"Is that where he touched you, Jan? Just there?"

"Uh? Uh? Like? He touched me lower down, sir?"

The cleric slid his hand lower to the soft crevice of her labia and, to his satisfaction, found that the girl was already very wet and slick. "Oh, my child!” he exclaimed. "You're wet? That is not a good sign? Have you been getting lustful feelings while you are confessing?"

"I'm sorry, sir? I can't help it? OH SIR?!” she gasped as his finger found her erect clitoris.

"Just how did he touch you here, Jan. Use your hand and show me."

Nervously the young virgin placed her hand on his and directed it more firmly against her clit and then tried to get him to place a finger on the entrance to her vagina.

"Like that Father.” she gasped breathlessly, her loins pervaded by the familiar feeling of passion. "And...like? He put his finger in me... just a bit... AAHHH... Oh, Father, yes...like that?"

For almost a minute the priest teased her sensitive pussy and continued to fondle her heavy breasts. He could tell that she was becoming very aroused but he avoided taking her to her peak.

"Did anything happen to you my child when he did this?

"Sometimes, Father?...Most times?...Like? I'd get a feeling down here...” and she placed her hand on her bare, dimpled belly, "And? Like?. Oh, sir? I got that feeling now...like I'm gonna…you know? I'm on fire? And? Oh, Father? I'd say awful things, sir?"

"What did you say, Jan? I hope you didn't blaspheme or take the Lord's name in vain?"

"Oh, no. I didn't do that. But? But? I said dirty words, sir? I couldn't help myself?"

"That may not be too bad, my child.” he said encouragingly as his fingers played in the slippery swamp of her pussy. "What did you say to him, Jan?"

I?...I?... Itold him I was going to...to? To fuck his brains out when we got married, sir?“she stammered and then, as if getting the first words out had breached a dam of reticence, she added, "And I told him I'd suck his cock after he gave me a ring and?. And? I said I was going to make him fuck me ten times the first time he got his cock in my cunt on our wedding night? And I couldn't stop saying those things until he made me cum, sir?"

"Hmmmm... You definitely have a problem, Jan? Some girls just aren't meant to wait too long to get married, you know. Now, my child, did you touch him? If you did, you have to show me that, too. Did you touch him down there?"

The shapely teenager was less afraid now, probably because her unwilled sexual arousal had clouded her thinking processes. And, so far, the priest had been mostly kind and considerate.

"Uh, yes, Father. I did? Do you want me? Like? Do you want me to touch you? To show you how I did it?"

"That's right, my child. I have to understand how both of you felt.” the immoral cleric said softly as, with less hesitation than when she'd opened her dress, she reached under his robes.

The priest, with great difficulty, had managed to maintain his organ in a state of limpness. Although, when erect, it was of average size, when soft it was very small. Jan had held her boyfriend's penis many times over the past six months but it had always been hard when she touched it. Therefore, when she found the small, soft cylinder with her fingers, she looked up at him with surprise. And, before she could say anything, her eyes grew even wider in shocked amazement as the soft, pliant fleshtube rapidly grew longer, thicker and harder in her hand.

"Oh, Father? What did I do to you?” she gasped. "Oh, sir?"

"You're having lustful thoughts, my child. And your hand has communicated them to me.” he replied. "Did you just hold his penis when you were together? Is that all?"

"Oh, no sir. I? Like? I did this, too?” and as his robe fell open, she began to pump it slowly, watching as his long foreskin pulled back from the purple tip and a clear fluid seeped from the tiny aperture. I'd do this and? and? Like? He'd shoot white stuff out of it, sir?"

Did you ever put your mouth on it, my child? Did you ever kiss it?” the scheming cleric asked as he increased pressure on her throbbing clit and tugged harder on her large, pendulous breasts.

"No! Oh, no sir! I didn't do that! But I told him I'd do it, sir? After we got engaged.” she exclaimed breathlessly as her shapely hips began to move forward and back, frigging herself on his skillful fingers. Her own hand was, meanwhile, gripping his rock-hard staff more tightly and pumping it rapidly.

"Are you ready to do your penance, my child? Are you ready to make the sacrifice God wants in retribution for your sins of lust?"

"Hanh? Anh? Anh, Father? Hanh? Yes.” the teenager panted as she pushed her silken haired pussy harder against his fingers.

The priest knew she was on the verge of her climax and, in her passion-weakened state she was completely vulnerable to his lewd intent. He slid down off the sofa and he lay back drawing her down on top of him so that she was sprawled, legs astraddle his hips. Her big, heavy tits hung and swayed above him like two pendulous melons.

Jan had released her grip on his cock as she fell forward and, in her present state of achingly impending climax, she didn't even notice that the hot prick was suddenly pressing against her pulsating labia.

"Is something happening to you now, Jan? Is this how he made you feel, my child?” he asked in a lust-choked voice.

"Hanh...anh...anh...” the young virgin panted. Her boyfriend had never made her wait this long and she was frantic with her desire for release. "Hanh...yunh...yunh,” she tried to reply in the affirmative.

He felt the girl's firm belly bulge and palpitate against his and, carefully but quickly, he directed the bulbous tip of his cock into the boiling hot vestibule of her tight, little pussy. Jan was so hot she could not even distinguish between the explosive pressure of the orgasm she so desperately desired and the cunt-stretching dilation of her virgin passage.

The priest felt the resistance of her hymen as, for a moment, it blocked further entry. He placed one hand on her firmly projecting rump to hold her down and, at the same time, he arched upward.

The fragile barrier parted before his thrust and his hard shaft drove into her unfucked vagina just as her orgasm burst. Jan felt the momentary pain as her cherry broke and then a glorious sense of fullness suffused her lower body as her confessor's cock surged up inside her unfucked sheath. Her shapely body jerked and jittered as she came while the priest fucked up at her with short, fast strokes that enhanced her climax and left her weak and breathless. The priest stopped moving beneath his young conquest as she sprawled, quivering and twitching above him, her legs splayed loosely astride him. He cupped the full, firm hemispheres of her buttocks, holding her close and relishing the tight, hot clasp of her juicy, young cuntsheath

"Hanh...annh...annh...” she panted as the heat of her climax gradually dissipated, a feeling of satisfied lethargy such as she had never known from any previous orgasm making her, for a moment, relaxed and content. And then she realized what had happened. And she was suddenly aware of the aching distention of her inner body.

"FATHER! MY GOD SIR!” she exclaimed in horror. "Oohhh Father? What have you done? You're in me? You're fucking me! Oohhh nooo..." Weakly, she tried to rise but he held her close.

"To protect you, my child.” he said softly, wondering if she would be gullible enough to believe him. "It's one of our priestly duties. You will be all right, now, Jan."

"Oh, Father? I don't believe you? You took advantage of me, didn't you? You broke my cherry! You're worse than Jim.” and again she tried to get off of him and escape the belly-filling pressure of his penetration. "Let me up. I didn't mean for this to happen. "

The priest squeezed her buttocks and arched his hips slightly to push a bit deeper into her delightfully hot vagina. He flexed his cock, making it swell inside her and he ground against her silky-haired pussy so that his shaft was rubbing her clit.

"I didn't mean for it to happen, either, Jan. But it was God's will. He knew that you were vulnerable to temptation and used me as an instrument to quell your lustful desires. If it had not been me, then it would have been someone else. You were ready, my child. God led us together because you were ripe."

"Oh, Father? I can't believe He wanted you to do this?” she whimpered but, already, she felt a resurgence of desire in her young loins.

“Have faith, my child. You are still pure and virginal in the eyes of God and the world. But we must continue until He gives us another signal,“ and the horny cleric pushed the girl upright astride his hips.

"It did not hurt much, did it? And you like the way it feels in you, don't you, Jan." As he spoke, he began to gently milk her large, pendulous young breasts and to thrust up into her slowly.

"But, sir? Oh, Father? Isn't it a sin? I mean? Like? You're a priest? I think you're lying to me?" and then, as the enormity of what she had let him do dawned on the seventeen year old girl, she became frightened.

"Oh, Father! We can't! I know it's my fault but we can't!” she exclaimed and twisted away from him and almost succeeded in unsheathing his cock. Grabbing the firm flare of her rounded hips he pulled her back down with enough force that he penetrated deeper into her young body than before. "Whhunngghh!” she grunted as he surged back into her and she felt an unwilled excitement. "Hunnggh...You shouldn't fuck me, Father! You shouldn't have your cock inside me? It's wrong?" and she continued to writhe and wriggle as she struggled to escape.

He pulled her forward to better control her and her large, heavy breasts flopped and jiggled as she struggled. He held her firm hips enough that he was still inside her and, as she bucked and strained to get away, his cock plunged in and out of the tight sheath. Inadvertently, by struggling, Jan was fucking herself and it was not very long before the immoral priest noticed her struggles had changed.

"Hanh...hanh...nyannh...hanh...Father...” she panted but her efforts to unsheathe him had ended. She still lifted her hips but not far enough to lose their cock in cunt contact. Then she drove down to absorb all of his hard cock before lifting her hips again. The priest pushed her upright once more and with both hands he milked her hugely flopping tits, squeezing the heavy fleshbags roughly as the girl rode him.

"Father! Oh, Father! I can't help myself. Fuck me! You broke my cherry. Now fuck me!” she panted as she punished her throbbing pussy by hammering her young body down, impaling herself on the hard staff.

"You were ready, weren't you, Jan. You wanted to be fucked.” the cleric said as he began to thrust up in time with her motions. "And you're ready to cum again, aren't you? Cum, Jan. Cum."

"Hunnh...yunnh...yunnh...” she panted as she felt the blossoming heat in her loins. "Hunnh...hunnh...harrder...harrder...” and she bruised her tender mons as she ground hard down, taking the impaling spear deeply into her pulsating, young pussy.

Jan went limp and slumped down on him as her body again relaxed with lethargic satisfaction.

"Hanh...are you satisfied too? hannh...have you had a sign?.” she panted.

"We aren't done yet, my child.” he said as he pushed her upright again. "You are very good, Jan, you know. You'll make your husband a very satisfied man. You won't stay as tight as you are now, of course, but the way you move that lovely ass when you fuck will make up for it." And, as he talked, the horny priest slid her back and forth on his upper thighs while, acquiescently, the teenager let him fuck her tender cunt.

"Hanh...hanh...Father...hanh...give it to me, sir...hanh... hannh ...harder... harrrder, sir!” the shapely teenager panted as, once again, she approached a peak. "Faster! Hanh ...more...give me more!” she pleaded as she ground down on his impaling shaft and she tried to gain even an extra centimere of penetration.

Three more times he brought the hot-blooded virgin to a climax although, by the third time, he was having difficulty in delaying his.

Jan, by now, was completely subdued. Her virgin cunt was tender from the extended first fuck and her mons was bruised from her self-inflicted hammering. She was weak, tired, and, or so she thought, sexually sated.

Geton your knees, Jan.” he said as she sprawled, quivering on top of him. "I want to finish that way."

"But, Father? Sir? Haven't you had enough? How long are you going to do it to me?” she whimpered but, obediently, she knelt on all fours on the floor. As he moved in behind her she looked back and, with an alarmed expression, she said, "You're not going to? Like? You won't put it in my ass, will you? You're not going to fuck me that way?"

Remembering the delightful way that Sister Susan has responded to just that method, he was tempted but he replied, "Not this time, Jan. Maybe another time but now I just want the feel of your juicy cunt."

His cock slid easily into the well lubricated slot and, even though, until less than an hour earlier, her cunt had been an unopened, unentered aperture, it had already lost some of its virgin tightness. It was, however, delightfully snug and, as he thrust into it, he leaned over her back to grasp the weighty fullness of her heavily hanging breasts.

"You will always have men after you, my child. You have an innocent face that combines with the maturity of your body to arouse lust in any man." With a finger, he began to titillate her clitoris and the girl moaned and wriggled her firm buttocks against his belly. "Your breasts are superb, Jan, and your ass is so very tempting. Men will want to fuck you there and in your mouth, my child. Now, lower your shoulders. I am about ready to cum Jan, and I want to be in you as deep as I can go."

Submissively, she did as she was told and then uttered a faint whine as her seducer pushed deeper into her than at any previous time. His finger had, once more, brought her to the edge of orgasm and, as she felt the convulsions begin, she rotated her ass against him.

"Oh, yes, Father. Fuck me. Fuck me anywhere you want.” she panted as her young body went rigid at the apex of her climax."More... hannh...give me more...” she gasped as she pushed her shapely bottom back at him. He felt a momentary loosening of her tight sheath and then the softly clasping internal muscles began to milk his deeply buried tool. Her back bowed downward and her plump pussy pushed out to him as his cock bucked in its soft, constraining grip.

"Hannh?.Hunnh?...Unnnh?...” she grunted with surprise as she felt the jetting gism flood her fuckwell. A lewd thrill enhanced the waning pleasure of her orgasm a she envisioned how the priest's creamy gism was shooting into the depths of her vagina. His hands were grasping her pendulous breasts, using them as handles to pull her back at him and she writhed mindlessly on the spearing, spurting bone that was filling her belly with the hotness of his lust.

"Oh, yes, Jan. You are so good. You are draining my lust into your innocent body...” he moaned as he fucked her spasming sheath. "Is it good for you, too, my child?"

Quivering and twitching, she looked back at him and gasped, "Oohh sir ...sirrr... I'm glad it was you... I'm glad you got my cherry instead of Jim. When you? Like? Went... like... shot your stuff into me...like? At first I didn't know? I've seen Jim...like? You know? I've seen him go off... But I never thought it would...like...feel so good. Have you had enough? Are you done with me, now, sir?"

Withdrawing slowly from the snug, hot clasp of her vagina, the priest helped her to her feet, giving her heavily sagging breasts another squeeze before he put on his robe. "You have weakened me, my child. Or else I'd want more of you."

The girl's knees were wobbly as she dressed and, as she did, she asked, "Do you get many girls like you did me, Father? I bet you've broken a lot of cherries, haven't you? I don't care. Are you going to want to have me again, sometime? You don't have to pretend about God and all that. I'll let you just because it made me feel so good.”

"We won't talk about it now, my child. But you have to be careful. More men than Jim or I will be after you. And you're a very sexy young lady. You are hot blooded and I think you'll have trouble resisting."

And, for the last fifteen minutes, one such man had been watching them. Brother John didn't know that he was watching Sally's sister get fucked for her first time but he had heard the slender, large busted girl plead for more. She was smaller than most of his conquests but, after hearing that and knowing how easily Bev had handled him, he had no doubt that this young blonde would be a grateful recipient of his lewd advances