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Authors name: Mariner Man (mariner.man@verizon.net)
Story title : Church Whores - 1
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CHURCH WHORES (part 1 of a full length book)
By Mariner Man (mariner.man@verizon.net)
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PREMISE: A deliberately sacrilegious tale of a church
suffering from sexual temptations. The story revolves
around two demons that work within a mid sized Christian
church, corrupting it's members into performing sexual
sins of lust that exist already in their own hearts. At
the center of it all, a young 14 year old girl named
Faith with stunning looks, glorious red hair, and a
perfect body resists the temptations of demons and the
comfort of angels to save herself for a higher calling.
To send words of encouragement to the author (cause I
need 'em!) please write to mariner.man@verizon.net
CHAPTER 1: THE GATES OF HELL
Faith was more than a little relieved when the family van
finally arrived at the small Seventh Day Adventist church
on the north side of town. At just fourteen Faith had
over developed a full set of breasts, an expansive D cup
to be exact, and the seatbelt had been cutting across her
right swollen globe for fifteen and a quarter miles.
Quickly Faith undid the wide restraint and sighed with
relief as it slid away.
Though Faith could not detect the demonic presence
emanating from the front doors of the church, her father
Ted McGee had felt it's tug the moment they entered the
parking lot. Now, as Ted unstrapped himself from the
driver's side, he felt his lust driving him to glance
once more at his daughter's heavy chest. She was only 14,
but Lord have mercy her body was that of a woman. Once
again Ted tried to imagine his daughter naked, sitting
beside him in the car, asking him to drive her someplace
private where they could be alone. Her asking him to
touch her. Where he could suck on her large round breasts
and make her feel like the woman she had become.
"There's Kristen," Faith said suddenly and Ted snapped
his eyes to attend to less obvious indecencies.
Ted looked out of the front window to see Kristen swaying
toward them in her long pink sundress. Like Faith,
Kristen was 14 and slightly developed beyond her years.
Ted could not help but notice her perky round breasts
jiggling as she bounced along through the gravel. Her
chest was not as pronounced as Faith's, but still a C cup
at least, and very perfectly proportioned to the rest of
her. Ted's eyes surveyed the length of the young beauties
body from her long flowing blonde hair to her tiny little
waist and wide child bearing hips. Did Jack Donnelly
fantasize about fucking his beautiful little girl as much
as Ted did his, he wondered? Surly he must have at least
thought about it once or twice.
Faith opened the van door and gave a quick glance to her
father for approval to take off with Kristen.
"Go ahead," Ted said as he pretended to look for his
Bible in the back seat. "I'll be in, in a minute."
Faith shrugged, unsure why her father didn't ask her to
wait up and jumped out.
As the car door slammed shut Ted stole a peek at his
daughters backside, watching her high round little ass
sway beneath her white straight skirt. Kristen waved and
smiled with a huge knowing smile as if she knew exactly
what he was thinking and Ted looked away quickly to the
back seat where his Bible lay.
"Christ," he cursed himself as he continued to look away.
"They're just little girls. They wouldn't even know what
to do with one of these..." Ted squeezed his rock solid
hard on through his thin slacks and hoped that it would
soften up enough to get out of the car unnoticed. A 10-
inch hard cock would be an awfully hard thing to disguise
in a church foyer he imagined.
By the time Ted had collected himself enough to get the
plumpness in his shaft to recede, the girls were safe
within the church and out of sight.
**
The phone rang in the pastors study just moments before
Doug McCormick was about to begin his morning prayers. He
could hear the hustle and bustle of churchgoers just
outside his doorway and he looked forward to meeting and
chatting with a few of them before the Sabbath school
classes began. For a moment he contemplated not answering
and letting the church message machine pick up, but
something strange came over him and made him feel that he
needed to take this call.
"Pastor Doug," he answered cheerfully in his best 'I'm
just happy to be a Christian' tone of voice.
"Pastor, oh I'm so glad you answered. It's Rick. Rick
Tulsky?"
Pastor Doug McCormick knew the name but didn't
immediately register a mental picture of who it was
calling him - that is not until the demon standing behind
him touched him on the back of the head and refreshed his
memory. It came to him instantly as a vision of Michelle
Tulsky, standing in her loose fitting red dress, holding
her husbands hand as she tried to avoid making eye
contact with anyone else. It seemed odd to him that such
a stunning beauty could be so shy and unsure of herself.
Michelle Tulsky was a petite brunette with a large
rounded bosom and cute little rear end that was hard not
to take note of. Her soft brown eyes, full red lips and
button nose completed the vision for him.
"Ah yes!" Pastor Doug smiled. "Rick and Michelle Tulsky.
You're new to our church. How is your wife? I didn't see
the two of you last week."
"Well that's why I'm calling actually," Rick began. "I
know church is going to start soon, but I was wondering
if you could talk to Michelle sometime...outside of
church."
"Sure," the pastor agreed quickly. "What about?"
"Well," Rick began hesitantly. "You see Michelle doesn't
feel comfortable coming to church for some reason but she
can't tell me why. She says she just doesn't feel right
in that church. She's never had problems before. We've
been married for three years and we've always gone to
church. This is totally unlike her."
"I see," Pastor Doug, said as he sat back down in his
easy chair at his desk. It wasn't the first time he'd
heard a church member suggest that they didn't feel right
in this church. For a brief moment he tried to figure out
what it could be and then.
"I'm going to be gone tonight at work," Rick interrupted
the pastor's thought. "Michelle will be home alone. I
thought maybe you could drop by and talk to her one on
one?"
The demon sitting on the desk leaned over and whispered
into the pastor's ear. It was a faint whisper, one that
could not be detected by the human ear, but only
registered by the brain as a thought, an image only. In
his mind the pastor saw Michelle standing naked in the
doorway of her home, large round breasts hanging
perfectly from her tiny frame, beckoning him to come
inside. Her full red lips moved to utter three words
only, "Fuck me pastor."
"I'd love to see your wife," Pastor Doug said and thought
briefly that it sounded less than innocent.
"Oh good!" Rick seemed genuinely pleased. "I'll tell
Michelle to expect you. I just love the Lord too much for
Michelle not to share it with me," he added. "I hope you
can show her the light."
For a moment Pastor Doug was painfully reminded of his
calling. Rick was a good Christian and he loved the Lord.
To be thinking of his wife in such a way was truly
sinful.
Nevertheless he made a time to drop by at around 7 pm and
hung up the phone, hoping that his lustful thoughts would
not come to fruition.
Even as Pastor Doug reminded himself that he had a job to
do, the vision of Michelle flaunting her naked body
before him would not leave his mind. She spoke to him
again in a soft whisper, "Fuck me tonight, Pastor. Please
fuck me."
Doug McCormick picked up the Bible sitting on the edge of
his desk and opened to a random chapter and began to read
until his hard cock again became limp and he could safely
exit his office. By that time the Sabbath School classes
had started.
*
Continued in part two, coming soon?
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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of the
hands of children. They should be outside playing in the
sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.
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