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 ****Elisa's panties**** written by Holy Jack

   <<<A young preteen gets crush on the local vicar.  He ends up proving
that he is not as holy as he looks.  >>>

   My name is Elisa.  I'm going to tell you about something that happened
to me in the summer of 1973, when I was twelve or rather only just turned
twelve.  My mother and father were very religious and strict, therefore
they didn't like me reading or watching anything inappropriate.  However,
when I was nine a neighbour was throwing out some teen magazines and she
gave them to me instead.  I hid them inside my wardrobe and had been
reading them for two years.  For a twelve year old I was now very
emotionally aware indeed, not that my parents would have known.  The
magazines had begun to have a real impact on me.

   I didn't find the little boys at school very interesting and in fact the
only attractive male I knew was Raymond, the Church of England minister,
which was attached to the junior school.  He was 29 years old and was
really cute.  All the girls at school talked about him because he was
really handsome.

   My Mum and Dad liked him a lot and he and his wife Alison would have
lunch with us every couple of months.  I really looked forward to him
coming for lunch.  He would always manage to find time to talk to me about
school and about my friends.  He often told me how cute I was and how he
wished he could take me home with him.  That would make Mum and Dad laugh.
They also had a son, Peter, who was five.  He was really cute and totally
lovable.  I would often play with him and Alison commented how good I was
and that I would be sure to be their babysitter when I was little older.

   Sometimes Raymond would come and help me in the study with my
schoolwork. As there was only one chair, he'd sit me on his lap and put his
arms around me.  I felt so warm and lovely.  Mum and Dad just saw me as a
little girl still but Raymond seemed to sense that I was much older than my
years and several times he commented on it.  Raymond told me I was his
favourite girl and his special friend.  It always made me feel great when
he would tell me how cute I was.  He really liked my long brown hair, and
he always talked about my beautiful hair.  Once he stroked my hair and
kissed me on the cheek.

   Over the next couple of months I grew to love Raymond.  It felt so
sinful because I knew he was married but I couldn't help it.  Every part of
my young body yearned for him.  I dreamed of the next time I would see him.
I would even take a detour past the chapel on the way home from school in
the hope of seeing him.  I developed the most dreadful crush on him so that
the next time he came round to lunch I was bright red for the entire meal.
Finally, the meal ended and I rushed upstairs and lay on my bed dreaming
about him.  I squeezed my pillow hard against my chest and imagined him
kissing me on the lips like they did in the magazines.

   The next week after church, Mum was chatting with Raymond and Alison and
I stood some distance away trying not to be near.  I was called over. 
Alison said that she would be going to a conference next weekend, and she
asked if I would be interested in helping Raymond baby sit Peter, their
son. "Would you like to help Raymond next weekend?" my mother asked.  "It
might be a chance to learn about babysitting, after all you've just turned
twelve."

   I pretended to think for a moment and then said, "Yes, I'd like to do
that." I just hoped no one could tell how excited I was.  It was agreed
that Raymond would pick me up next Saturday at 10.30 am, after he'd taken
Alison to the station.

   On Saturday: Raymond picked me up as planned at 10.30am.  There was an
adventure park which was not far away, and he asked if I'd like to go.  Of
course I said yes.  Raymond said it had things to climb on and nice food
and should be a good day out.

   When we got there it was only just opening and we were nearly the only
ones there.  Not that it mattered.  It was a lot of fun to be with Raymond.
He came on the rope walks with Peter to be sure he was safe.  Then we
climbed up into a small treehouse.

   Raymond put his arm around me when we got in there and I imagined that
he loved me too.  Of course I knew he had a wife and child that he loved so
there could be nothing for me.  We ate chips, hot dogs and fizzy orange. 
Afterwards we went shopping.  All the while, I hoped that Raymond thought I
was beautiful.  I smiled at him and he smiled at me a lot too.  He held my
hand as we walked about the shops and I pretended that I was his girlfriend
as I looked up into his eyes.  One time he looked very serious as he looked
into my eyes too, then he laughed and pulled Peter and I towards something
else.  When we finally got to his house, it felt great to be able to relax.
When we left the shops at about 2pm, it felt like the day was ended - but
it had barely begun.

   We had some tea in the room that led out into the garden, and then
Raymond said that he'd like me to play with Peter in the paddling pool
outside.  "What do you want me to do?" I asked.  "Well, I want you to start
by taking off all of Peter's clothes and then you can undress too and go in
the water wearing just your panties..." he said.  "You mean..." I tried to
comprehend what he was saying.  "Peter will be naked" said Raymond.  "Jesus
made him that way." He gave another chuckle.

   It wasn't Peter I was thinking about!  Raymond wanted me to undress too!
Lord, he will see that I only have small budding breasts - and what if he
doesn't like them?  He will see me in my panties.  My mother had always
taught me to be modest and not to show my flesh - and now he wanted me to
do this?

   Raymond hummed to himself.  "I'll go and top the pool up a bit" he said
with a smile as he looked me straight in the eye.  I gushed at his deep
blue eyes.  Fumbling with my fingers, I began to undress Peter.  I knew
that it couldn't be that difficult.  I pulled his T shirt over his head and
started undoing his sandals.  Then I unbuttoned his trousers and pulled
them down.  "Daddy's putting more warm in the pool" said Peter.  "Is he?" I
replied.  "Yes, he knows I only like it warm."

   I pulled down his pants and looked at his little penis.  I'd never seen
a penis before, except for a few statues and in a painting once.  Raymond
returned.  "Well done Elisa!  A grand job.  Now take off your clothes and
put them on the chair" he said.  I hesitated and looked away nervously. 
"Take off your clothes Elisa" he said, "Everything...  everything that is
except your panties."

   Raymond sat down in the armchair opposite and stared at me.  I had been
taught specifically by my father and my mother to do what adults said.  I
couldn't refuse but that didn't help the fact that I still had to do it. 
With shaking fingers, I started with my shoes and socks.  Then I unbuttoned
the front of my dress.  "Don't be shy my dear" said Raymond.  "Jesus made
your body very beautiful and he made it to be seen." "Did he?" I answered.
Raymond nodded vigorously.  I awkwardly pulled the dress over my head but
it got stuck.  Raymond came to the rescue and pulled it off.  "There,
that's more like it.  Now off with that vest and you can join Peter."

   I felt so embarrassed that he would see my little swollen lumps.  I had
been meaning to ask Mum about a bra but they were no way near big enough
yet to need one.  I took it off.  "Lovely!!" exclaimed Raymond.  "You are
the most beautiful girl I know." He kissed my cheek.  "Today Elisa, let's
pretend you are my girlfriend ok?" "Ye...yes" I stammered.  In my dreams,
this was exactly what I wanted, I loved Raymond deeply but I had never
imagined it quite like this.

   I walked towards the pool.  I felt so naked wearing only my little
panties.  Peter was splashing about in it.  Suddenly, he bent over and
wiggled his bottom at me.  "Elisa, kiss my bum!" I was shocked at what I
saw.  I could even see his anus and his little balls dangling between his
legs.  Raymond roared with laughter.  "Don't do it" he chuckled, "othewise
he'll ask you every day."

   I got in the water and sat down.  I tried to cover myself with my hands.
"Now, when you've had enough, come and see me" added Raymond as he headed
for the house.  I played with Peter for about ten minutes but very soon
Peter got up and started running around the garden.  Then the little naked
boy ran into the house.  After two minutes of waiting I decided I ought to
follow.  I was still apprehensive at Raymond being able to see me,
undressed as I was.  Raymond's eyes went wide as he saw me.  "Elisa, you
are the most beautiful girlfriend I have ever had!" he exclaimed.  "You are
so beautiful with no clothes on, the way God intended." Peter was rolling
about on a recliner.  I was surprised to see that he was rubbing and
pulling his penis about.  It looked longer than the first time I'd seen it.
"Peter gets bored easily" said Raymond.  "Doesn't last long.  Ten minutes
is about the maximum." Raymond fetched some chilled cokes from the fridge
and laid them on the low coffee table.  My clothes, which had been on the
chair, seemed to have disappeared.  He took a sip.  There was a pause of
nearly ten seconds, then he said: "We'll have to dry your wet panties now
Elisa." He held out one finger.  "Take them off" he said, waving his hand
as if it was nothing.  "Off?" I answered with a very thin and frail voice.
"Yes, we need to hang them up to dry, so you'll have to take them off for
me." I swallowed hard.  Raymond would see for sure that I was only a little
girl now because I had no pubic hair at all.  I was as smooth and bald as I
had ever been.  "But where are my other clothes?" I asked with
apprehension. He waved a hand.  "Oh you won't be needing them.  You are
going to be my special girlfriend and come and sit on my lap with nothing
on." I was confused.  I wanted to be his girlfriend but golly, what would
my mother say about this?  She had taught me to sit with my legs together
and never show my panties.  Now here I was in nothing but my panties.  I
felt sure she wouldn't like it.  "Will you...  um...  tell Mummy about
this?" I said fearfully, biting my lip.  "No!  Let the Lord strike me down.
This is a secret between me and you.  Your mummy and my lovely wife must
never know.  We are going to pretend you are my girlfriend and for that you
have to take your panties off." I glanced in his direction and gripped the
sides of my panties.  Then I pulled them down so that they were almost
showing my front bottom.  "Lovely, lovely" he said with encouragement, "and
all the way now Elisa." With determination I pulled them right down and
stepped out of them.  "Good girl" said Raymond.  He took the wet panties
from me and hung them up high on a small hook near the ceiling.  "Now come
and sit up here on my lap, facing me." I stared in horror at my panties
which were now too high for me to reach.  I stood naked and defenceless
with one hand nervously covering my vagina.  I now had nothing to wear and
no way of fetching any clothes to wear.  "Sit on my lap Elisa" he ordered.
I couldn't disobey.  With no other option, I clamboured up and sat astride
his lap.  As I did so he put his arms around me.  I felt protected and
secure.  He looked down at me with his sparkling blue eyes.  "You are my
girlfriend now Elisa.  And what is it that girlfriends and boyfriends do?"
"They kiss" I replied.  He smiled broadly.  "They most certainly do!" At
that, he leaned forward and touched his lips to mine and held them there.
As he did so, one hand moved from my back and began stroking my bare
bottom. The hand felt between my legs and I suddenly realised that he was
feeling me there - right there - between my legs in my rudest place!  I
couldn't believe it.  He kissed me one more time on the lips, this time
more firmly.  I liked it, I liked it a lot but I couldn't say what it was
that I liked.  "And after a boy has kissed your lips what does he do?"
asked Raymond as he continued to feel my rudest place.  I was frozen.  I
didn't know what to say.  I couldn't say stop, after all he was my school's
church minister and a grown up.  "I...  er...  I don't know..." I replied.
I honestly wasn't sure what happened after that.  The magazines I had read
only had stories about boys and girls who kissed.  "Well, after a boy has
kissed your lips he kisses you on your fanny" stated Raymond.  "My
fanny....?" I reiterated.  I'd heard the word in the playground.  There was
one rude boy who often used it to talk about where we did our wees from. 
Suddenly I realised.  "You mean my.....  my...." Raymond nodded
sympathetically waiting for me to say it.  "You mean a boy kisses my...  "
My voice went down to a whisper.  "....vagina?" "Yes Elisa, your vagina,
your front bottom.  And he kisses it lots and lots and lots of times" said
Raymond, who was looking quite excited about it.  He stroked my hair and
kissed me again.

   I stared at him in disbelief.  It seemed like a very strange thing to
do. I mean there.  It was the one place on my body that no one ever talked
about.  He stroked his finger between my legs again and then he began
feeling my swollen breast lumps.  "Then the girl kisses the boy's penis" he
said.  I looked over at Peter, who was still rolling on the recliner.  His
legs were splayed apart and he seemed to be showing us his penis.  He
giggled as he played with it, flicking it back and forth.  I tried to
imagine what it would be like kissing it.  Raymond looked over at Peter and
then back to me.  "Of course my penis is very big, long and fat, not like
Peter's.  If you are to be a proper girlfriend, I would expect you to put
all of it in your mouth and you would have to do this once a day, for seven
days a week." I just blinked at him.  His face looked quite red now and he
seemed to be a little bit out of breath.  "Elisa, I wouldn't do this for
just any girl but because you are so very, very, very pretty I would expect
you to do this thing every morning." "Every morning!  But I go to school" I
said.  "No matter" he replied.  "I am in the chapel early morning.  You can
just come by before school.  You should do these things in front of Jesus."
"Should I?" "Oh yes.  It will secure you a place in heaven.  Mind you, an
angel as pretty as you would never be refused entry to heaven." "Oh that's
good" I said, "because I want to go to heaven." "You will" assured Raymond.
"But there is one other thing that you will have to do to be my real and
proper girlfriend." "What is that?" "You must let me put my big, long, fat
and hard penis into your vagina, I mean your front bottom, every single day
after school and on Saturdays and Sundays too." "After school?" "Certainly.
Do you love Jesus Elisa?" "Of course I do." "Then you must consumate your
love for him.  You must have sex." "Sex?" This was a dirty word that my
teacher had told the boys in my class not to say.  The girls in my class
whispered about it in the playground.  Maisy said it was what Mums and Dads
did to have babies.  "Yes sex Elisa.  Sex is when a man puts his penis in
your bottom hole.  Your front bottom." I laughed at him.  "Are you being
silly Raymond?" "Not a bit silly!" he said.  He stroked my nipples and I
felt a tingle that I sometimes had when I did it myself.  Then he grabbed
both of my buttocks.  "Sex is God's most precious gift.  You must give
yourself to the Lord until you become a woman." "When will I become a
woman?" "When you have your first bleeding or when you grow hair on your
vagina." "Oh I see" I said.  My mother had been kind enough to mention the
bleeding once but since I was only just past eleven, she had said that it
might not happen for another year, maybe two.  "God only wants beautiful
little girls you see.  Once you are a woman, he doesn't want you." "Doesn't
want me?" I said with alarm.  "Not doesn't want you" replied Raymond
quickly.  "What I mean is that he only wants little girls with no hair and
no breasts to take their clothes off and for sex.  I only love little girls
too." "You do?" "Yes.  I love you Elisa.  I love your bottom and I want to
kiss it lots and lots and lots of times." He kissed me again firmly on the
lips.  I knew that I loved him deeply too and although it was very strange,
I liked the way it felt as he was touching me.  My vagina began to leak
fluid and I had a warm feeling inside.

   At that moment, he got up, carrying me with him in his arms and he
walked into the back room.  Peter followed.  With one hand, Raymond
switched on the TV leaving Peter to watch it.  Then he carried me into a
room furnished with a white fluffy rug and a large picture of Jesus on the
wall.  Shutting the door, he gently laid me down on the rug and spread my
legs apart.  By now, I had become used to his touch.  I was relaxed and I
wanted him to do whatever it was he had been talking about, just out of
curiosity.  "Oh my sweet Lord!!!" he exclaimed as he looked at me.  It felt
funny to be showing him my private place but I decided to stay like that as
he obviously liked it.  He knelt down and made the sign of the cross. 
"Jesus had blessed you with the most sexy naked body and front bottom." It
was the first time I had heard the word 'sexy' but it was not to be the
last.  I guessed that it must be something to do with the word sex. 
Raymond stretched down and kissed me there.  It tingled a little.  Then he
did the most absurd thing.  He began licking me there.  I wondered why he
would want to lick me there, after all it was where I did my wee wees, but
I guess I was clean after the paddling pool.

   The licking felt nice.  Very nice.  He continued for about five or six
minutes and then stopped.  "Elisa my angel, it is time for you to kiss my
penis.  This is to be your morning worship every day for the next year, so
you must learn well." He stood up and dropped his trousers, stepping out of
them.  His penis didn't look a bit like I expected!  For a start, it was a
massive amount bigger than Peter's.  It looked very funny and was sticking
out straight.  Raymond took off his T shirt.  "Now you must kiss it my
angel." I wasn't sure where i should kiss it because it was slightly wet at
the end but I kneeled up and kissed it on the side.  "Good girl.  And now
you must put it in your mouth and suck." I couldn't see how I could get it
all in my mouth but I opened wide held it with both hands.  "Now suck it
Elisa.  The Lord will bless you for your actions." I put the large end in
my mouth and sucked.  As I did so Raymond made some strange noises. 
Although I only had the end in, Raymond tried to thrust it deeper into my
mouth by placing his hand on the back of my head.  It made me choke.  After
about two minutes, he withdrew.  "We must stop now otherwise we will waste
God's seed.  We must not scatter seeds on the ground.  Lie back again my
child and show me your front bottom again." I did as he asked.  "Lord Jesus
Christ!!!" he said in a loud voice.  Immediately he made the sign of the
cross as if to forgive his own exclamation.  I wasn't sure why just looking
at me would make him exclaim so.  "Now we will have sex Elisa.  I will put
my penis into your front bottom." "It won't go in there!" I said with
astonishment.  "I only have a tiny little hole." "It will go in there and
it must.  It is the Lord's will." Raymond approached me and I felt his
penis touch my vagina.  By now I was looking at his chest.  Slowly I felt
him enter my little hole stretching it wide.  Suddenly he pushed and I felt
a pain.  I cried out.  "Don't worry my angel.  The pain will not last" said
Raymond.  He continued to thrust and the pain did subside a little. 
Finally Raymond started to cry out as if he was in some kind of pain too.
His thrusting became faster and more urgent.  Then he made one long groan.
He continued to thrust but gradually it became slower until he stopped. 
Raymond let out a long sigh and withdrew his penis.  I saw that it was
shiny and covered in liquid.

   This was my first introduction to sex.  Over the next year, I dutyfully
attended 'bible classes' after school each day in the small ante-chapel off
the main pew area.  It had a fluffy white rug just like his house and the
same picture of Jesus.  I was under strict orders to keep everything a
secret and I wanted to because I had begun to enjoy sex immensely.  Every
morning, I would drop into the chapel for seven or eight minutes.  I would
pull down my skirt and panties and then suck his penis.  On Saturdays, I
would arrive at noon and stay for an hour.  On Sundays, I would stay behind
after church for more 'bible classes.' My Mum and Dad were so happy that I
was taking church so seriously and they thanked Raymond every time they saw
him.

   It was only when I saw by chance my friend Cheryl leaving the chapel one
day that I thought something might be wrong.  The next day, I asked her
what she was doing there and she said 'bible classes.' "You are taking
bible classes with Raymond too?" I exclaimed.  "Yes" she replied.  When I
asked some of my other friends, it turned out that Maisy and Kate and
Jasmin were all seeing Raymond for 'bible classes' at different times, some
in the evening, Maisy only an hour later than me after school.  When I
confronted Raymond about it after school that day he admitted it.  "Elisa,
the Lord loves every little girl.  He loves to see all little girls naked
and have sex with them." "Has the Lord had sex with Maisy and Kate and
Cheryl and Jasmin?" "Yes he has angel."

   I was distraught.  I thought that Raymond only loved me.  I decided to
tell one of the friendly teachers at school because I couldn't bear to tell
my mother or father.  The teacher was very calm.  It was only afterwards
that the loud arguments started between my mother and father.  I never
heard what happened to Raymond.  He disappeared and an elderly minister
replaced him.
   The end