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The Pastor's Daughter 
by Geminiguy (iamgeminiguy@yahoo.com)

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An American working in Nigeria meets a Nigerian pastor 
with a daughter curious about America. (Mf, ped, intr, 
mast, oral, anal, exh)

***

I was in Nigeria. Think of it as a work-related 
"religious sabbatical". I was visiting all the Christian 
communities for my employers, getting to know the ins 
and outs, taking lots of notes. They wanted to know as 
much as possible.

I wasn't completely sure what this was all about, but 
I'm getting paid - and paid well I might add - so it's 
not my place to question, just do the job assigned.

Every place I went there was a decent apartment waiting 
for me with all my needs and wants taken care of. Well 
maybe not ALL my wants. I could do with some Nigerian 
pussy, if you know what I mean.

Nigeria as well as other African countries are very 
reserved and conservative. Especially in matters of sex. 
I knew better than to hit on any Nigerian woman. And it 
would make my employers look bad if I caused a scandal.

I had just come to one place, and was surprised to find 
the Pastor was Nigerian. Everywhere else I'd been to so 
far White missionaries were taking the lead in churches. 
This was a first for me. I was curious, but I kept my 
thoughts on the subject to myself for the time being. 
When the time was right I knew I'd find out the story.

The Pastor was tall like me and wore glasses. He 
introduced me to his equally tall wife who seemed to 
love to smile and his teenage daughter Faith.

I tried not to show any interest in the Nigerian girl. 
She was very beautiful, though. Faith had to be sixteen, 
seventeen, and wasn't as tall as her parents, maybe 
5'3".

She was more full-figured than most African women I had 
been noticing. Faith dressed conservatively as was to be 
expected, just like her mother, but it was obvious to me 
that Faith was very large-breasted. She'd give me 
something to masturbate over that night.

Of course as with all the other African beauties nothing 
would or could become of my desire for Faith.

Faith, for her own part, was quiet and respectful, and 
seemed to show no interest in me. She only spoke when 
one of her parents addressed her.

Sunday services went as was to be expected, no different 
than any I'd been to so far. After the Pastor showed me 
around the church, answering my questions as I took 
notes. Then I talked to the Deacon for some time, along 
with a few of the parishioners that were still there.

Over the course of my time there I would end up talking 
to many of the parishioners. The Pastor had arranged in 
advance for some to come mornings before work and 
evenings at the church for me to "interview" them.

Monday I had finished my morning interviews and returned 
to my apartment. I planned on reviewing my notes and 
transcribing them into my computer.

But then there was a knock at my door. I wasn't 
expecting anyone, and no one here knew where I was 
staying.

I went to answer the door. I was surprised to see Faith 
standing at the door, smiling.

It was Winter, so it was no surprise to see her bundled 
up in a long coat, scarf, and her long, curly black hair 
under a hat. The sun glinted off of her glasses. I have 
always loved women in glasses. Made them look sexier.

"Well, hello," I smiled back. "How did you find me?"

"I have my ways," Faith said with a knowing smile. "I 
know this is very unusual, but I was curious and have 
lots of questions. May I come in?"

"Sure, come on in," I invited, opening the door all the 
way so Faith could enter.

"Just don't tell my parents please," She requested. 
"They wouldn't approve of me being here."

I didn't have to ask Faith what she meant, I knew 
exactly what she meant. Here, alone with a man.

"May I take your coat?" I asked.

"Thank you."

Faith unbuttoned her heavy coat and opened it. I was 
surprised by what she had on underneath.

What she wore now was very tight. They hugged her every 
curve. Her pullover top clung to her 40DDs, and cut low, 
showing a lot of cleavage. Her skirt was short.

It only went halfway down her thick thighs. And her 
large, well-round butt jutted out from the back of her 
skirt. I knew I was playing with fire here allowing her 
to stay.

I led Faith to the smallish parlor where I had a fire 
going in the fireplace. There was only one sofa to sit 
on, and I invited the girl to sit down.

"In case you're wondering," Faith began, "I'm sixteen 
years old. I'll be seventeen next month."

I just nodded.

"So what did you want to ask me?"

"About America," Faith said, excitement in her voice, a 
glint in her eye. She turned slightly to me, putting her 
hand on my knee. The heat from the girl seemed to burn 
through my trousers. "You are from America, right?"

"Yes I am."

"I've always been curious about America," She grinned, 
squeezing my knee. "What it's like, what the people are 
like, how the food tastes, all the places to visit. Have 
you ever been to New York City? I've heard it's an 
amazing place. How about the Grand Canyon? Or Hawaii?"

I answered Faith's questions, almost as quickly as she 
could ask them. She kept squeezing my knee harder.

When she had sat down, her skirt had ridden up. She 
hadn't attempted to pull it back down like as I'd 
expect. When she had turn to me and had slid up more.

As we talked Faith turned more to me several times, her 
skirt inching up more each time. She crossed her legs, 
and as it slid up further I saw Faith had no panties on! 
Her unshaven pussy was right in my line of sight. The 
girl was too busy excitedly questioning me about America 
to notice me staring somewhere other than her face.

Of course I got an erection.

And I wasn't the only one to notice.

When she had gotten quiet I realized something must be 
wrong. My first thought was she finally noticed me 
staring at her exposed crotch.

I nervously slid my eyes up to hers.

But the girl didn't look upset, nor was she even looking 
at my face. She was ogling my bulging crotch.

My face grew hot. I put my hands over my erection.

"Please do not hide it!" Faith blurted out in her sexy, 
Nigerian accent. "I have never seen an erect one 
before." She looked embarrassed by her outcry but didn't 
let her stop her from continuing. "It's not unusual to 
see men naked here, but I have never seen one hard..."

"I'm sorry about that!" I quickly said.

"Why are you sorry? I'm not upset by your erection," 
Faith said. "What has made you so hard?" She asked 
innocently.

"You," I blurted out.

She looked up at me in surprise.

"Me?"

"Yes, you. And your lack of underwear," I added, 
motioning to her pussy with my eyes only.

Faith looked down and laughed.

"I do not like wearing underwear," She admitted. "Just 
don't tell my parents please."

"I can't tell them you were here," I replied. "So why 
would I tell them I saw your pussy?"

Faith laughed again.

"So true!" She grinned conspiratorially. "You have seen 
me, let me see you," Faith requested.

"I... I don't think that would be right..."

"I know," Faith grinned. "That's why I want to see it.

And you did see mine."

There was a twisted logic to her reasoning.

"Fine," I finally said.

She looked very pleased that she was going to see my 
cock.

I unbuckled my belt. Unbuttoning my trousers, I then 
lowered my zipper. Reaching into my briefs, I hauled out 
my cock.

"Oh, my..." Faith gaped. "It's perfect!"

"Perfect?" I laughed. I was sure the girl was used to 
seeing cocks TWICE as big as my 8".

"Yes, perfect," Faith repeated. "I do not mind admitting 
to you I think about sex very, very much, and all the 
penises I have seen seem much too big for my body. Yours 
looks just the right size."

Was Faith saying she wanted me to fuck her?!? I found 
that I was afraid to ask.

"May I touch it?" She asked, interrupting my thoughts.

"Ummm, sure..."

Smiling, face slid out a well-manicured hand and 
encircled my throbbing shaft with it. I groaned.

"Does that hurt?" She asked.

"You touching it? No. It actually feels good," I 
answered. "But it does ache because I need to cum."

"Oooo, may I help you make it cum?" She asked eagerly.

"It'll get messy..." I warned.

Faith let go of my cock and rose. She started to undress 
rapidly. Soon her very curvy naked body was exposed to 
me. Her breasts were high and firm despite their size, 
her areolae were darker and very large, her nipples 
stiff.

Her belly was far from firm, but it wasn't flabby 
either. A line of black hair ran down from the bottom of 
her navel to her hairy mass of pubes.

Faith sat back down beside me as I pushed off my 
trousers and stepped out of them. She took my cock in my 
hand.

"What should I do?" Faith asked.

I put my hand over hers. She bit her lower lip 
erotically. I started sliding her hand up and down my 
cock... Up and down... Up and down...

When I finally let go Faith continued to masturbate me 
on her own, ooo-ing and ahhh-ing the whole time.

After a while I told her she could increase her pace.

"As you wish," Faith said, eager to please.

My cock started to ooze pre-cum. It soon rolled 
copiously down my cock and her hand.

Faith giggled.

My pre-cum slowly lubricated my cock and made it easier 
for Faith to jerk.

I moaned and groaned as she increased her pace from 
time-to-time. When I jerk off I do it much faster, and 
tend to cum sooner. But I lasted over twenty minutes 
with Faith.

My nuts tightened up, then my cock swelled up.

"I'm going to cum! Stroke it faster!" I groaned.

Faith smiled and did as I said.

I cried out as my nuts exploded, sending a cascade of 
jizz from my cock, flying high up in the air in an arc 
and plastering her massive tits!

"Ohhh!" Faith gasped, continuing to masturbate me.

Bolt after bolt of hot seed blasted out and landed on 
her tits, then her belly. The last few spurts shot on 
her forearm and dribbled down onto her hand as my cock 
slowly softened.

"That was unbelievable!" Faith gushed.

"It felt unbelievable too, having you do it for me," I 
grinned.

"Is there somewhere I can clean up?" Faith asked.

Stuffing my cock back into my briefs and pulling my 
trousers back on, I led her to the bathroom.

Faith closed the door behind her, giving me a great view 
of her butt before she did. I went back to the parlor to 
wait for her. She returned and began to dress.

"I better go now," She said. "Thank you for kindly 
answering my questions." With a knowing smile she added 
"And letting me help you cum."

"You're very welcome."

"May I return tomorrow?" Faith asked eagerly. Sheepishly 
she added "To ask you more about America..."

"I'd like that, Faith," I said. "Please do come back."

"I will," She said, then said goodbye and left.

I thought about Faith's unexpected visit, and the 
equally unexpected events that followed. I couldn't 
believe I'd gotten a hand job from the beautiful 
Nigerian girl! And I couldn't help wondering what would 
happen when she returned the next day...

Faith did come back, dressed in equally revealing 
clothes, and she did ask lots more questions.

Many of them had to do with American sexuality. As she 
asked those questions Faith would rub my thigh and stare 
at my crotch.

"You act like you're waiting for something to happen," I 
finally said teasingly.

"I am," She smiled mischievously.

"There are ways of making it hard quicker..." I winked.

"Oh?" Faith grinned conspiratorially. "Like how?"

"Take it in your mouth..."

Her grin widened as did her eyes.

"May I?" She asked.

"Please."

Faith unzipped my trousers and slid her hand inside. 
Digging my flaccid cock out of my briefs and into the 
open, it was already starting to harden.

Licking her lips, Faith lowered her head. Opening her 
mouth, she took my cock into it. Her warm breath and 
full lips soon gave me a raging hard on.

Faith moaned as she moved her lips up and down my shaft.

I reached down and rubbed her inner thigh, slowly 
sliding my hand up under Faith's skirt. Her moans grew 
louder and she sucked my cock faster. The head of my 
cock kept butting the back of her throat.

My fingers finally touched her hairy pussy. Her body 
jumped slightly. My fingers snaked through her curls, 
closer to her nexus. Her pussy was very wet.

With my free hand I untucked her sweater and pulled it 
up. When I reached her bra I tugged it up over her tits. 
The tumbled out into my hand heavily.

I kneaded one of her titties as I rubbed Faith's hairy 
slit, making her moan louder and suck my cock faster.

I hardly lasted ten minutes.

"I'm going to cum!" I groaned.

Faith slid her mouth off of my cock.

"Is it all right to swallow your seed?" She asked 
innocently.

My eyes widened.

"It is."

"Do you want me to?" Faith asked.

I nodded, swallowing hard.

Ducking her head back down, Faith engulfed my cock once 
more until my nuts tightened up and my cock swelled up. 
I cried out and began to spew jizz down her throat.

Faith seemed to gag briefly but quickly swallowed down 
my seed. Bolt after bolt shot into her mouth and she 
drank it down quickly.

Finally, my nuts drained, my cock slowly began to 
soften.

Faith slid her mouth off of my cock, smiling.

"That was fun," She said as she sat back up. "And 
tasty," Faith giggled.

"And far less messy," I teased.

"Yeah, I don't need to go clean up this time!" She 
grinned.

My hand was still between her legs. I started to slide a 
finger into her.

"NO!" Faith said, grabbing my arm. "You can't do that. I 
want to be a virgin for my husband someday."

I nodded. Faith let go of my arm and I slipped my hand 
out, tasting her juices. Faith looked embarrassed, but 
smiled.

We talked longer before she finally said she should 
leave and got up.

"Will you be back tomorrow?" I asked as I rose with her.

Faith smiled.

"Do you want me to come back tomorrow?"

"I do."

"As you wish," Faith said, smiling before saying good 
bye and leaving.

I was on pins and needles waiting for the hours to pass 
until Faith's next visit. It felt like weeks has passed 
before I again heard Faith's knock at my door again.

I let her in, closing and locking the door behind us. I 
took her coat and hung it up.

Grabbing her, I pulled Faith into my arms and kissed 
her, manhandling her well-rounded butt as I did so.

Faith moaned in surprise but returned the kiss.

I slowly pulled her skirt up to her waist, grabbing her 
bare, full butt cheeks, smacking them from time-to-time.

Finally I moaned "I want to fuck you so bad, Faith," I 
admitted. "But I know I never can..."

"I wish you could too..."

"But I want you to be able to be a virgin for when you 
marry someday," I replied.

"If only there was another way..." Faith sighed.

I stopped kissing her and looked at her.

"There is."

"There is?"

"If you'd let me...put it in your butt..." I suggested, 
mentally crossing my fingers.

The look on Faith's face was unreadable at first.

Finally she said "If it is the only way to maintain my 
virginity and to be able to still have sex with you, 
then I want you to do it. Put it in my butt."

"Are you sure?" I said in a whisper.

Faith smiled.

"Yes," She nodded. "I want to feel you inside me. So 
badly..."

I led Faith to the bedroom, where we slowly undressed. 
We started to kiss again naked, and my cock quickly 
hardened.

"Mmmm," Faith moaned. "I am so wet..."

She looked embarrassed when she said it, but then 
started to giggle.

I went to the bathroom to get the small tub of Vaseline 
out of the medicine cabinet. Returning to the bedroom, I 
had Faith get on her hands and knees on the bed. She did 
so eagerly.

Pulling the lid off the Vaseline, I dipped my middle 
finger in, coating it liberally, then dipped it into 
Faith's anus.

She moaned softly. Her rectum was tight. I'm sure a lot 
of that was nerves. I slowly began to move my finger in 
and out. Faith began to sigh. I could feel her relaxing 
a little.

Slipping my finger out, I dipped the index finger beside 
it into the Vaseline as well. Telling Faith to spread 
her butt cheeks, I sank both fingers

"Ohhh!" She gasped. Then she giggled nervously.

I pumped the fingers in and out of her, faster and 
faster. She was starting to breath more audibly now.

Dipping the same two fingers of my other hand in the 
Vaseline, I added those to her anus with the first two.

Faith gasped louder, moaning more audibly.

I fingered her anal chute rapidly now, as I slowly, 
gently opened her up.

"Ohhh..." Faith moaned. "That feels so naughty...and 
good!"

She was ready.

Slipping fingers out, I wiped the rest of the petroleum 
jelly onto my cock, coating it. Then I guided it to her 
anus and began to slip it in.

"Ohhh! That's not your fingers anymore!" She giggled.

"Nope," I grinned.

Slowly I sank my cock into her butt further, making 
Faith groan loudly. Once I was fully inside her I told 
her to let go of her butt cheeks.

Grabbing her hips, I started to slowly move in and out 
of Faith's rectum. Her moans and groans grew louder and 
louder.

I started to fuck her butt faster. Faith gasped and 
whimpered, her body thrashing wildly.

"I-I... think I'm cumming!!!" She screamed.

Her body spasmed wildly and her anal walls rippled along 
my pumping shaft.

Faster and faster I fucked her, smacking her butt hard 
now and then as she screamed and whimpered in pleasure.

I rammed into her butt hard, making Faith orgasm often 
and intensely. If I'd let her suck me off first I'd have 
lasted longer, but I hardly lasted twenty-five minutes 
before I cried out and filled her anal chute full of 
jizz.

My cock stayed hard, but we were both sweaty and 
exhausted from the intensity of the sex and our 
exertion.

Finally we did fuck again, I let Faith be on top first 
until it was too much then I flipped her over and kept 
buttfucking her in the ol' missionary position until I 
came in her butt once more.

We lay there holding each other after, catching our 
breaths.

Faith let me buttfuck her every day I was there. On my 
last day she told me something interesting.

"I'm going to be going to College in another year. My 
parents will be letting me go to College in America," 
She said. "I have already started looking at Colleges, 
but I'm not sure which I should choose. Which College 
would YOU recommend?"

The look on her face told me her real question was 
"Which College was closest to where you live?"

I grinned, pulled Faith to me and kissed her... 

THE END

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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.
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