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Tina Takes Father Thomas
by Horror Waken (address withheld)
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A story of firsts for both the orphan Tina and young
priest Thomas. (M/g, ped, affair, religion)
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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.
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