("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2005. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Tina Takes Father Thomas by Horror Waken (address withheld) *** A story of firsts for both the orphan Tina and young priest Thomas. (M/g, ped, affair, religion) *** Tina loved to go to church. Every Sunday she would put on her best clothes and join the people going to church. Tina was 12 even if she claimed to be 15 and a homeless orphan. Her parents had died three years ago in an influenza epidemic. For just a few weeks she had lived in a catholic orphanage but soon she learned of the many horrors of that place. She saw the raped asses and torn pussies and on first opportunity she ran away. She made herself a life on the streets, stealing and giving men pleasure with her mouth, but she had not sold herself yet. Tina had a love and she wanted him to be the first. In the church she sat in the front row and she was happy. Today she was going to be confirmed. Today she would be old enough to confess. She watched her love speak the mysterious Latin words and pass on the sacrament and her heart leaped. He was young, dark haired and dark eyed. His chin was shaved and he looked so beautiful in his priests outfit under the light falling in though the stained classes. He was perfect. Tina had spoken to him almost every Sunday after the sermon for a year now. He was so naive and pure. He had told her that he has given his life to God. But Tina was sure: Father Thomas was going to be hers and hers alone. When the proceedings ended and people stepped out of the church she stayed behind waiting for him to enter the confessional. She did not have to wait long. As soon as he had disappeared behind the wooden door she entered the other side. She whispered the words of confession. "What can a young child just confirmed as you have to confess?" he was surprised. "Oh, many things, Father. I am a bad girl." There were tears in her voice, "Oh, please Father, can we speak in your chambers?" Her plan worked and soon she was following him to his chambers marveling his sturdy figure and getting moist between the legs. Just for this occasion she had not worn her underwear. He took her into his study and firmly closed and locked the door to avoid eavesdropping maids or interruptions. The study had two chairs and a sturdy desk. The floor was covered with a luxurious carpet and there was a fire in the fireplace. ‘Do you mind Father Thomas, if I warm myself while we speak?’ At his nod she went and sat on the carpet in front of the fireplace. He did not have the heart to direct her to taking a chair because she was clearly enjoying the carpet so much. He crabbed a chair and sat almost next to her by the fireplace. She started her story. ... I was very young when I sinned for the first time. I think I was six or seven. Our family had rough times and our landlord threatened to throw us out of the hut we called home. My father made a deal with the landlord. We could keep the place if I went to church with the lord on every Sunday and followed ALL his orders. On that first Sunday he came and picked me up with his coach. I had never ridden in a coach before and enjoyed it. on the way back however he old his coachman to take the long way through the woods. My father made it absolutely clear to me before I left that if I wanted a roof above my head I did anything he told me to. He asked me to come sit near him and give him my hand. Slowly he slipped it covering it with his own hand into his pants and for the first time i held the devils tail. It was big. My hand would not reach around it properly. He moved my hand up and down his shaft and then told me to keep it up. I asked if he could let his pants down so I would have more space. He smiled and lowered his pants. ... Father Thomas was so caught up with the story that he did not even notice when Tina had come close enough to lean on his knee. There was a strange motion in him that he could not quiet. ... His manhood was big, getting hard fast and covered with black hair. I rubbed it with both of my hands and liked the motion and the way it hardened under my hand very much. Then he told me to put it in my mouth. I actually liked the idea of having that hard Popsicle in my tiny mouth. I knelt down between his legs and licked it. It tasted salty and had this interesting musky smell. Slowly I sucked the head of his huge prick when he grabbed my head and pushed it down. I could only swallow about half of his monster but I so loved the pressure in my throat. Soon he was fucking my mouth and I loved it. I liked the movement of his smooth cool skin between my lips and the rhythm of the motion. But all too soon it ended and he blew his load into my mouth. It was salty and surprisingly and I spluttered but he held my head firmly and told me to swallow it. With difficulty I did. When he left me at the gate all he said was, "See you next Sunday." He trained me to give the best head in the county. ... Tina was happy with her story telling ability. Father Thomas had not noticed how she had sneaked her hand under his robes and all the while slowly rubbing had extracted his now fully erect penis and was moving her hands up and down it. When he realized what was going on he could not even move. He was paralyzed by surprise and fear. They had not taught him in the seminar what to do when a pretty teen wraps her lips around your cock and starts sucking. Then something in the pious man broke. He had loved this girl, he had dreamed of her in his bed at the same time fighting arousal and feeling guilty. Now... Now it was too late. His soul was condemned anyway. He grabbed her head and pushed his fairly sort but thick prick right into her throat. Soon he was face- fucking her at full speed and Tina was in heaven. She had him now. As she swallowed his load she already had a plan. She kept sucking him until he was hard again and the suddenly she stood up pretending to be aghast.' 'Now you see what a sinful girl I am?' she begged and bending over the desk. She lifted her skirts and showed him her sopping wet bare pussy. 'Please, Father Tomas, please punish me! Please rip me open!' she begs. Thomas was a virgin but he jumped to the challenge. The man was broken. He rubbed her pussy a bit and then rammed his club home. Tina bit her lip as he took her virginity but as she was already so wet the pain was soon forgotten and pleasure drove Tina crazy. The man she loved was dick deep in her body. 'Harder!' she demanded and Thomas replied as the good book says, 'Ask and ye shall be given.' The orgasm that hit them moments after it was so intense that both passed out. END AUTHORS NOTE: ANYBODY actually abusing a child real life deserves to be analy raped with a baseball bat. Anybody filming this process should additionally be beaten to death with the same tool. Anybody downloading those videos deserves to be beaten silly and castrated. Just so that anybody would not get any ideas about confusing fantasy and real life. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 40