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(M/f-teen, ped, reluc, oral) *** Brother Bob hung up the phone and leaned back in his chair. Diane Jones had just called him to tell that her daughter, Celeste, was having problems at home. She felt that Celeste was not responding to them and she had a feeling she might be rebelling in ways they didn't know about. She feared alcohol use, drug use and perhaps sexual activity might be among Celeste's after school activities. Brother Bob knew who Celeste was. She was one of the prettiest 17 year old girls in the youth group and quite a leader for the younger teen girls. She stood about 5'4, 130 lbs, long blond hair, voluptuous body consisting of C cup tits and a nice plump ass. She went to a private high school, but Brother Bob knew all too well about children in private schools. Judging from his own personal experience with his children, he knew they were the wildest around. Diane Jones called Brother Bob to seek his advice and help. She wanted to know if he could sit down with Celeste for a counseling session. She said her and her husband, Celeste's step-father, were down to their wit's end. She knew Celeste enjoyed going to church and heading up the youth activities, so maybe she would listen to Brother Bob. Brother Bob agreed to see Celeste first thing after school the following day. The following afternoon came and Brother Bob waited patiently in his office for his appointment to arrive. At exactly 4:00, his secretary Meg buzzed in, to say Celeste had arrived. He told Meg to send her in and to hold all his calls for the next hour or so. Celeste walked into the office, carrying her book bag over her shoulder. She wore a white button down oxford shirt, tucked into a knee length navy blue skirt. Her hair hung straight down her back. She smiled at him. "Hi, Brother Bob. I guess my mom wants me to see you. She seems to think that I'm a problem child," Celeste rolled her eyes, as she plopped down in the chair opposite his desk. "Well, yes, she seems concerned about your behavior. She says you are withdrawn at home, uncommunicative, and you have an attitude half the time when talking to her." Celeste looked down at her hands in her lap, "I guess that sounds about right." "Celeste, I need to ask you something," Brother Bob cleared his throat, "Have you been participating in any drinking or drugs with some of your friends?" Celeste looked up, surprised, "No, Brother Bob...not at all! I swear. I have only sipped beer once, and I have never touched drugs...not even pot. Between all the youth activities here at church, and doing stuff at home, I don't have time for those kinds of things." Brother Bob grinned. He was hoping that she would answer this way. He was hoping that other activities had her acting weird. He stood up and walked to the other side of the desk and leaned against it, arms crossed, facing Celeste, his crotch was about 10 inches away from Celeste's pretty face. "Celeste, if you aren't drinking or doing drugs, then what is bothering you?" She sat quietly and didn't respond. He took off his glasses, and put a hand on her shoulder, massaging it a bit, "Celeste, there is only one other explanation. Have you been engaging in any sexual activity with the boys at school?" Celeste put her head in her hands and groaned, "Brother Bob, is this session confidential?" He smiled and leaned in closer, "Of course, sweetheart. Anything you tell me will not go outside this office." She looked up at him and hesitated, "Well, you are half right. I have been engaging in sexual activity...as you call it. But, "she paused, "not with any boys from school." Brother Bob took Celeste's hand and led her to the leather loveseat he had in his office. They sat down and faced each other. "Ok, so you have been having sex, but not with the boys at school. Who are you having sex with then?" Brother Bob felt his cock gradually getting hard in his pants. Celeste sighed, "Brother Bob, I have been having sex since I was 14 years old. I really don't want to mention names, but they have all been older men." Brother Bob was a bit perplexed, "Well, Celeste, if this is nothing new to you, then why the sudden change of behavior at home?" Celeste crossed her legs and shook her head in frustration, "Honestly, I can handle any man. I am used to them coming on to me, and I'm used to dealing with it. However, something happened recently and I am not sure how to handle it." Brother Bob placed his hand on Celeste's knee in a fatherly gesture, "Go on," he urged her. "My step-father made a pass at me and I didn't know how to handle it. So I did the only thing I knew how to do, and let it happen. I feel so guilty now, you have no idea!" She leaned back on the couch and ran her hand through her hair. "If my mom ever found out, it would kill her. She is in love with this guy and they have been together for quite a while now. I can't refuse him, because he says he will tell her and she will be hurt and never forgive me for it." Celeste looked quite distressed. Brother Bob sat back and smiled. His cock was raging in his pants by now. He was surprised Celeste couldn't see it bulging out of his pants. "Well, sweetheart, I understand your plight. Your step- father is right. You must not tell your mother, nor do anything that will make him tell her. She would be very hurt and angry about this, and trust me, she will blame you. Not him. I have counseled many people, and human nature is not always fair." Celeste nodded. "I know you are right. I really don't want to do anything to hurt her. I would hate myself is she blamed me. I will be leaving for college soon anyway, and I won't have to worry about him on a day to day basis. Thanks, Brother Bob for listening! I will try to have a better attitude at home from now on." Celeste stood up to leave. Brother Bob grabbed her hand and pulled her onto his lap. "Brother Bob! What are you doing?" she exclaimed as she tried to squirm out of his grasp. "Celeste, dear, you will have to help me out with a few things before leaving here. I am going to need you to act out everything you and your step-father do, with me. Otherwise, I will have to tell your mom about what a slut you are and how you seduced your step-father," Brother Bob slid his hand up her bare thigh and under her skirt. Celeste was absolutely speechless, "Brother Bob, you cannot be serious." Brother Bob licked his lips and tugged on the elastic of her panties, "I assure you, hon, I am absolutely serious." She tried to argue with him for a few minutes, but Brother Bob brought in all the stops of manipulation and guilt until Celeste finally had no choice, but to relent. "So, did you ever sit on your daddy's lap like this?" Brother Bob asked, as he pulled her panties all the way off. "Yes, I did sit on his lap like this," she had one arm around his neck, and her legs swung over one of his. She took his hand and guided it back to her pussy, "he put one of his fingers in my cunt and went in and out while I unbuttoned my top." Brother Bob stuck his finger in her sweet 17 year old pussy and smiled when he realized this little whore was soaking wet. He watched her unbutton her white top, exposing a lacy bra that clasped in the front. He demanded that she undo her bra, and as she did, her wonderful big titties tumbled out and near his face. He bent down and started sucking one of her nipples that stuck out like tight pencil erasers. Celeste groaned and threw her head back. Brother Bob continued to plow into her pussy with his finger and alternated sucking nipples while she moaned. His cock was aching to spring free, although it was feeling good rubbing against her leg. Brother Bob stood up and unzipped his pants. He pulled them off as well as his boxers and stood there in his polo shirt, black socks and dress shoes. His fat cock stood straight out reaching about 7 1'2 inches. Celeste stared at it, wide eyed. "Brother Bob, your cock is very thick. I'm not sure that I..." Brother Bob quickly shut her up by pulling her head into his crotch. Her lips enclosed around the mushroom head and he groaned as his cock eased further into her mouth, eventually down her throat. He slowly fucked her face, guiding her head to take his cock in and out of her mouth. Her plump tits kept hitting his thighs, her nipples rock hard. She started to gag as he pumped faster into her mouth. He felt his balls tighten, so he quickly stopped and pulled out. "You are a very good cock-sucker, little girl. I take it you and your step-father do that a lot?" Celeste wiped the saliva that had gathered around her mouth, "Yeah, we sometimes do that." "What else do you do? How does he like to fuck you?" Brother Bob leered at her while he started finger fucking her again. Celeste pulled his hand out from under her skirt and spread her legs nice and wide. She leaned back into the loveseat, "Not so fast, Brother Bob. You forgot one thing." She pulled him down to her and then pushed his shoulders downward until his face was level with her wet pussy. She then guided his head into her cunt and groaned loudly as he started licking away. He sucked and licked her lips and slit, pushing her legs as wide as they would go. He started to lick just her clit. She tasted sweet and her pussy was bald. Celeste grabbed his head and pushed it even further into her. He licked faster and faster until he felt her legs start to quiver and she moaned loudly that she was cumming. Brother Bob's head came up from between her legs. He was going to fuck this girl and fuck her hard. He didn't think he could wait much longer. Celeste recognized the look of wanting and desire in his eyes and immediately turned around on the couch. She sat on the seat, on all fours, with her ass in the air, wiggling invitingly at Brother Bob. He walked up behind her and placed his knees alongside her. He stroked his cock to get it nice and hard and slowly entered her pussy from behind. Even though this slut had fucked many, her cunt was tight and wet. He slid his cock in and out, slowly at first. "Is this how you like it, whore?" he asked. Celeste was a little taken aback by the language. Although she was used to older men living out their fantasies with her, she had never had a preacher before. "Yes, Brother Bob, I do like you fucking me doggy style. However, my step-dad does one more thing to make me feel really good in this position." Brother Bob reached around to massage one of her titties. Celeste grabbed his hand pushed it back to her butt. She placed it near her anus, "finger my asshole while you fuck my cunt," she said breathlessly. Brother Bob licked his index finger and slowly stuck it in her asshole. It went in easily. He slowly finger fucked her asshole while his cock slid in and out of her pussy. He started going faster and faster, his balls slapping the lips of her cunt. Celeste was moaning loudly as she kept his rhythm, her big tits jiggling against the leather loveseat. "So this is how you like, cunt?" Brother Bob asked as he plowed into this young 17 year old, his finger still going in and out of her tight asshole. Celeste was about to say something when his intercom buzzed, "Brother Bob, I'm sorry to bother you, but your wife says its urgent." Brother Bob continued to fuck Celeste, as he yelled to the intercom to take a message. Nothing was going to stop him from cumming in this hot fuck toy. He reached down with his free hand grabbed her long blond hair. He pulled her head back, like a horse as she winced in pain. "Brother Bob, that hurts," she whined. He continued to pull her head back further until he could bend down to reach his lips to hers. His tongue explored her mouth as she stretched her arm behind her, to put it around his neck. She tasted her pussy as she kissed him, and that turned her on more. She quickly moved away from him and pulled him into a sitting position on the couch. She climbed on top of him, straddling him and sank her pussy down on his hard cock. She started to ride him slowly, as Brother Bob grabbed for her titties and put one in his mouth. Celeste was pumping up and down, her one tit bouncing beside his face, when someone knocked on the door. "Go away," Brother Bob yelled hoarsely, as he guided the young girl's hips up and down on his crotch. "Bob? It's Carol, what's going on in there?" "Fuck," he cursed. What the hell was his wife doing up here? Celeste tried to slow down, but Brother Bob kept her going. "Don't you fucking stop, you cunt. I am going to cum in your pussy right now, I don't care who is that the fucking door." Celeste looked wide-eyed at him, but did as he wished. She assumed the door was locked and that his wide would just go away. The thought of Miss Carol on the other side of the door, while this little nympho fucked her husband, the preacher, was too much for Celeste. She threw her head back and came again for the second time that day. She moaned a little too loudly as she pressed her titties into Brother Bob's face and arched her back in ecstasy. This movement proved too much for Brother Bob, as he felt the cum rise in his balls, as they tightened up. He was about to empty his load into this young hot, girl when the door opened and his wife stepped in. "Bob, what are you--!?" Carol gasped in horror at the sight of her dear husband, his ass clenching against the couch, while some blond girl was bouncing up and down on his lap. "Get the hell out of here, Carol! This doesn't concern you." Brother Bob continued to pump his cock in and out of Celeste while Carol stood there, dumbfounded. About 5 seconds later, he moaned very loudly as squirt after squirt of cum shot out of his cock and into this 17 year old's pussy, "Oh, you fucking slut. I'm cumming into your tight pussy, you cunt." Brother Bob breathed heavily, while Celeste pulled herself off of him. Carol just stood there in disbelief. "You said you would stop, Bob," she said coldly, on the verge of tears. Brother Bob pulled Celeste back to the couch with him and pushed her down to her knees. "Clean me off, sweetheart." Celeste obeyed and started to lick his cock clean of her juices and his cum. Brother Bob looked up at his wife, "Carol, could you please turn around and shut the door, I will be with you when I'm done." END *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 38