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But at what cost to Erika? (M/f, ped, reluc, 1st, mast, oral, celeb-parody) *** Author Notes: I think this will be my toughest "Making Babies" entry, because I can't find out much about this not-so-well-known celebrity. Erika Daves is another request from my beautiful lady I was talking to via email. It seems Erika Daves is the youngest member of the trio Daves Highway. The trio also includes her older brother and older sister. They are a Christian Folk Country group who released an EP in 2009 and three albums since then. If you do a Google Image Search of Erika you'll see she's very cute girl and I'm sure you won't be able to resist masturbating to her wholesome good girl looks... ;-) Go ahead, look her up. The requested idea was that Erika is such a goody-two- shoes she needs to be forced to have sex. So I promised to do the best that I could to get sweet innocent Erika fucked. ;-) I hope you enjoy the story ~ G] *** [Jackson, Mississippi Fall 2011] They were Daves Highway, the brother-sister-sister Christian Folk Country band. Ask anyone in their hometown and they'd tell you the three teens were as "pure as the driven snow". They looked pure. They acted pure. They're songs screamed pure. And of course they're parents were equally as pure. It was hard to believe they weren't virgins themselves. Many people couldn't understand how the Daves could be so pure. Especially on the music scene today. Everybody was fucking. Hell, everybody even knew the married musicians were stepping out on their spouses and fucking behind their back. Back not Daves Highway. Pure as the driven snow indeed. Not an impure thought in any of their heads, children or parents. And none of the Daves were as pure and wholesome as the youngest Dave, fourteen year old Erika. Looking at her, many people claimed she was an angel. She was sweet and innocent, beautiful behind compare, with her dark hair, perfect unblemished skin, amazing smile, twinkling eyes... Erika dressed pure and innocent as well, wearing dresses that went up to her neck and well below her knees. And they were definitely not tight and revealing. But she had a body hidden under those clothes built for being fucked. Her clothes hid her young, round buttocks, her coltish thighs and flat, smooth belly. But they couldn't hide her well-developed breasts. Erika was far from a D-cupper - but she likely could be someday - but on her short, slim body her breasts looked even bigger. Someday that body would experience pleasure beyond Erika's comprehension, but so far nothing had happened to that innocent body. Erika had no impure thoughts of course. She didn't think of boys, she wasn't even curious about boys. She knew someday she would marry and have lots of babies, that was all she knew or cared to know. Of course the best laid plans of mice and men don't always go as hoped. Especially when an "evil" like the internet tells the whole world everything know about you. And Erika had sad many things - innocent enough it would seem - that got on the internet. And it was the fuel a certain business manager could and would use to his full advantage... He was waiting outside of Erika's school one day. He drove a Cadillac, much like the one Boss Hogg had on the Dukes Of Hazzard television series. He dressed much like Boss Hogg as well. White suit and white cowboy hat. And he smoked a big cigar. Of course he knew what Erika looked like. She didn't know what he looked like, but she knew him by reputation. As she came down the front stairs of the school he called out to her. Suspiciously [but naively] Erika walked up to his Cadillac. "Do I know you sure?" She said politely. "You sure do," He said in his Southern drawl. Sure sounded like shore. "I'm Reverend Parker," He said, handing her his business card. Erika didn't even look at his card to confirm it. She believed it. And her jaw dropped in amazement. "You're the famous grandson of Colonel Parker who made Elvis the star he was!" Erika blurted out. "I sure am!" He said proudly, hands on the lapels of his suit jacket. "What in the world are you doing here?!?" Erika blurted a little less politely in her shock and excitement. "Why, looking for you, of course!" He answered. "Me?!" Erika's jaw dropped again. "Why me?!" "Because you want to become a big Nashville recording artist, and I could make it happen for you like many other young female singers before you." Erika suddenly saw stars in her eyes. It WAS her dream to someday to move Nashville to become a recording artist and meet her favorite Country music artists! And she couldn't believe it was going to come true! Erika knew it was true, Reverend Parker had made many female Country singers famous over the twenty or so years he'd been in the business. That is, when he wasn't leading his own Congregation to God [as if the majority of churches DID do that for real]. Reverend Parker was famous for his business managing skills, and his "devotion" to God [which was a crock, he was devoted to the "almighty dollar"]. Everyone trusted and believed in him, as did young Erika Daves. "You mean it, Reverend Parker?" She said in awe. Raising his hand, he said "As God is my witness, I'll make you a true Nashville star. Now why don't you climb on in here so I can take you to the Parker Estate to talk about this with you?" The prospect of fame blinded the young, naive girl to the truth of the matter. So she got into his car - buckling up of course, Erika ALWAYS obeyed man's law when it didn't conflict with God's - and Reverend Parker drove off. They drove in silence. Hell, Erika was too excited to speak anyway. She had heard about the Parker Estate but never dreamed of seeing it. And when she did it took her breath away. It was a massive - and I do mean massive - property, surrounded by a twenty foot wrought iron fence, the kind with the pointy spikes at the top. The gate into the property opened as Reverend Parker turned to go through it, and it closed behind him after his Cadillac passed through. His driveway twisted and turned through dense foliage on either side of it for some ways, before it opened up to the wide parking area in front of his palatial home. Erika gaped, then gasped. "Magnificent, isn't it?" He bragged. She just nodded, wide-eyed. "And it was God's will for me to have this," He said pompously. "He told me so in visions and dreams, and no one goes against the Lord's will." Erika just nodded. She was in full agreement, and naively believed all of the Reverend Parker's bullshit, which is all it really was, bullshit. Parking the Cadillac right in front of the two massive front doors, Reverend Parker and Erika climbed out, the girl still in awe. She found herself having her second sinful thought. Her first had been her desire for fame, prominence, though the fact that it WAS a sin against God hadn't entered her impressionable mind. Her second sinful thought for a home a like this, the desire for riches that would give her such a home. And of course again the fact that it was a sin escaped the pious girl's attention. Erika followed Reverend Parker into his home, gaping here and there in awe. Servants moved back and forth around the large interior, paying no attention to Erika. After all, the fact was the Reverend Parker was ALWAYS bringing young girls Erika's age to the Parker Estate, to make them stars. This was nothing unusual at all. He led her to his office, locking the door behind them. Erika gawked at the luxuriousness around her. The walls were cherry wood-paneled. Expensive paintings hung everywhere. The floor was wall-to-wall carpeting. The long couch was made of the best leather. His massive desk was made from the best oak. The two chairs at the foot of his desk looked fit for a king and queen. "Please," He said, motioning to a chair. "Have a seat." "Thank you, Reverend Parker," Erika said, sitting down in one of the most comfortable seats she had ever sank her beautiful tush into. He took the other seat, moving it closer to the girl. "So, what do you think of my humble home?" He asked her, placing his hand on her knees through her dress. "It's beautiful!" She gushed. "Thank you, my child," He smiled. "I thank the Lord for blessing me with it. And I will shower his blessing on you as well, if you are willing." "I am!" Erika blurted out without hesitation. "Are you?" He asked, lowering his voice as he squeezed the girl's knee. Suddenly everything came into true focus for Erika. She was alone with a man, a man whose hand she felt through the material of her dress. She imagined she felt heat from his hand through her dress, and felt his power. Despite who he was and what he promised, she remembered who she was, the pure Erika Daves. Though she didn't ask the Reverend Parker to remove his hand from her, or push him away. Erika felt that would be rude. Plus it may ruin her chances of becoming a Nashville recording artist. Erika knew he had the power to make or break a career. She watched as his other hand moved towards her, pushing her dress up above her knees. Her mouth dropped open. "Reverend Parker..." Erika said, in an effort to protest, but no other words would come out, and she was unable to move to resist him. "It's the Lord's will, my child," Reverend Parker suddenly said, pushing her dress halfway up her thighs, his other hand caressing her bare, smooth knee. "Huh?!?" Erika said in confusion. "Do you know who Martina McBride is?" He asked. The girl nodded. "And Faith Hill?" She nodded again. "Of course you know who Taylor Swift is as well?" "Yes," She finally spoke. They were all her musical influences, and Reverend Parker knew it. "They all started out this way," He said. He now had her dress up nearly to the top of her thighs, the crotch of her virginal white panties not yet in view. "Martina, Faith, Taylor, in this very room, with me, at about the same age as you. And there were many others. The Lord wills this, my child. He told me so in visions and dreams. This is how it must be." Erika was torn. She naively believed every shred of bullshit the Reverend Parker spewed out of his defiled mouth, but at the same time she wanted to remain pure. She wasn't sure what he had in mind, but she knew she couldn't come out of this pure. Reverend Parker now had her dress up to Erika's waist. Her white cotton panties bulged out, caused by the thick dark mass of unshaven pubes. The Daves believed shaving ones private parts was against the Lord. Reaching up under her dress to her hips, he grasped the waistband of her panties and began to tug them down. Part of Erika wanted to stop him. But she founded she couldn't. Soon her hairy pussy was exposed to his eyes. Erika felt ashamed. Reverend Parker slipped her panties down her legs and off of her feet. Then he spread her legs wide. Erika gasped. Her pussy was open and exposed now to him. Reverend Parker leaned forward, his face moving towards the girl's apex. "No..." Erika finally said. But it was too late. He was kissing and licking her virginal. Her body betrayed as she moaned. And her pussy began to moisten. "Noooooooo..." Erika whimpered. "Please no..." But Reverend Parker didn't stop. He spread open her lips and stabbed his tongue into her. Erika gasped and fidgeted in the chair. As his tongue delved into her pussy, the thumb of his left hand found her erect clit and strummed it. Erika lifted her butt off the chair with a groan. The index finger of his right hand entered her hot, tight pussy as well as it grew wetter. Reverend Parker pushed it in until it pressed against her hymen. He licked her faster as he also strummed her clit faster. Erika grew louder and writhed more urgently in the chair. Her juices flowed and Reverend Parker drank them down greedily. Erika's body convulsed as she whimpered and cried out. And she her body gave the final betrayal and began to orgasm for its first time, Reverend Parker shoved his finger through her hymen, destroying it. Erika didn't actually know what happened, but she felt a certain that her virginity and purity were gone forever. She cried for her loss. Reverend Parker began to remove her dress. She didn't resist. She knew it was too late but accepted that it was "the Lord's will". Soon her body was naked and exposed to a man for the first time. "You are quite beautiful," Reverend Parker. "More beautiful than the others." Erika found herself liking that he said that. "Thank you, Reverend Parker." She watched as he unzipped his trousers. Reaching in, he soon pulled out his cock and started to masturbate. If she had seen her dad or brother do the same thing, Erika'd have viewed it as a sin. But she was certain the Reverend Parker wouldn't do it if it truly were. The girl marveled as the already long cock lengthened and thickened, and finally hardened. Suddenly Erika understood how a man got his penis inside of a woman's vulva. And she giggled. She watched in fascination as Reverend Parker masturbated faster and faster, breathing heavy as he quoted scripture out loud. His hand was soon a blur to her as he pounded his meat, his foreskin covering the bright red dome at the end of his cock with every forward motion. It was at about the five minute mark when his breathing became more raspy. It was at the seven minute mark when his groans became louder. A minute later Erika watched as the Reverend Parker's cock swelled up. He grunted and his seed began to flood from the tip of his cock and splatter across her face and in her hair. Erika gasped and giggled. The next blast caught her chin and lips. Some slipped in her mouth and she couldn't help but taste it. And she liked the taste. The third blast caught her neck. The fourth, fifth and sixth blasts covered her young tits. The seventh and eighth blasts splashed across her stomach. The ninth hit her unshaven mound. The rest dribbled down his hand. Reverend Parker continued to stroke his cock. It had started to harden once again. He quickly doffed his clothes. Erika marveled at how fit he was for a man his age. Offering her his hand, he helped Erika up and led her to the couch, the very same couch he fucked many young future Country stars over the years. Laying her on her back, Erika instinctively spread her legs herself. The Reverend Parker mounted, cock in hand. "The Lord asks one sacrifice for your stardom," He said. Erika wasn't looking to be a star, but she felt now wasn't the time to voice that opinion. Reverend Parker sank his long fat cock into her young pussy. Erika groaned as it invaded her. She found it was a feeling that she didn't dislike. Reverend Parker began to slowly pump his cock in and out of her. As she started to feel good and relax Erika's pussy opened more for him. He was able to fuck her faster. She began to gasp and moan as he fucked her faster and harder. Her young, fragile body writhed and convulsed under him wildly. Erika's head began to thrash from side-to-side as the large cock pounded into her over and over. And then she came. It was more intense than when he had eaten and fingered her. It was body shattering. She screamed in orgasm. Which was why his office was sound- proofed. Once her pussy stopped spasming around Reverend Parker's cock it relaxed more and he was able to fuck the young teen deeper. Her next orgasm was even greater as her body thrashed and her eyes rolled back in her head. Erika had to endure many, many such orgasms. And she found she'd happily do so. The Reverend Parker fucked her a good forty or so minutes, before crying out and flooding his seed heavily into her pussy, spurting into her at least ten times. Erika whimpered, smiling to herself. She wondered if she was now pregnant. The "good" Reverend Parker was spouting out scripture as his now soft cock slid from her sore, well-fucked cunt [actually, Erika found she felt sore all over, but gladly so], much of his jizz flooding out of her now empty hole. "Congratulations!" He said, grinning. "You're going to be famous." "WOO-HOO!" Erika cheered, caught up in the moment. "Just don't ever tell anybody HOW you became famous..." He said, lowering his voice. Erika nodded. "That sure raises up an appetite!" Reverend Parker said. "Let's go get some grub!" And the two dressed and left his office, nothing would ever be the same for formerly pure and pious and virginal Erika Daves, that was for fuckin' sure. THE END More stories by this author: http://kristensboard.com/forums/index.php?board=77.0 *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 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 system. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Celebrity Parody Archive