Chapter 8
The old Padre reclined in the chair and could finally see the
entire portrait of the young lust driven slut. In the dim light
of the candle her body still gleamed under the sheen of bath
water water and sweat. The curves of her athletic and lush
figure were highlighted. The sight made his loins burn, his
throbbing cock threatening to burst as his lust heated blood
pumped into the black rod trapped between the young girls
hollowed cheeks. The old man watched the impassioned face of the
young white woman, her flaxen fair plastered to her high clear
forehead with sweat and hanging in matted strands about her
shoulders. Her pale blue eyes were unseeing, clouded with lust,
tears of rapture glistening at her lashes, as a patina of sweat
formed on the upper surface of her cheeks. Her delicate nostrils
flared as she struggled for breath due to the fleshy invader
distorting her beautiful features as it her oral cavity. Her
fine chin glistened under a virtual river of spit as her mouth
filled to overflowing as she bent to her delicious task. Her
long neck worked with the exertions of her sucking as her flushed
cheeks hollowed and hollowed again as if she struggled to get
sustenance from his fleshy rod. She relinquished her loving oral
embrace only long enough to caress his length with her delicate
pick tongue and to swallow the cherished mixture of saliva and
seminal emissions that clogged her mouth to overflowing. He saw
that her pale blue eyes were unseeing, clouded with lust, tears
of rapture glistening at her lashes, as a patina of sweat formed
on the upper surface of her cheeks. Her delicate nostrils flared
as she struggled for breath through her lust and around the
fleshy invader whose girth distorted her beautiful face as it
plugged her oral cavity.
The last threads of self respect and decency in Rachel's mind
screamed with outrage as she hungrily suckled at the black rod.
Her blue eyes beheld the man that was in this moment her master,
the focus of her existence. She barely saw beyond the rod of
flesh that held her spellbound to see the spayed cassock exposing
the sprawled flabby charcoal thighs with their scabby covering of
tightly curled black hair; the distended fat abdomen mapped with
dark stretch marks rising like the black belly of a whale from
just above his groin and the leering pig eyes staring from above
the wide flat nose. Independent intellect fought a losing battle
with primordial need as reason and pride slipped away as she
slavishly groveled before the black staff. The studied
intelligent girl within her, cried as it died poisoned by the
corrupting bile of lust that reduced her to a creature controlled
by a throbbing nub of needy nerves bathed in sexual secretions.
Surrendering, she wedged herself further into the cleft formed by
the old Padre's flabby thighs, rubbing her hard nippled breasts
against him in a desperate effort to increase his pleasure.
Above her the dark eyes of the old Padre stared from his black
face sitting pumpkin like, supported by the fat rolls of his
neck. He witnessed the obscene sight before him as the once
proper young white woman groveling before him. His thick tongue
darted from his corpulent face to licking his fat lips in
pleasure. Rachel She searched his panting face for some shred of
approval as she debased herself for his pleasure.
"Suck it, filthy whore, suck the sinful lust from me, make me a
pure instrument to do god's work," the old Padre wheezed in near
delirium.
Rachel flinched under the sudden verbal onslaught. The words
raising goose flesh of pleasure along the curve of her arched
back, disturbing the beads of sweat that dotted the flawless
skin. She found solace in the obscene words as they confirmed
the revelation she had had about herself. She knew now that it
was true. She smiled as she raised the black rod, running her
pink tongue along the length of the underside, pausing at
intervals along it's length to plant loving kisses, then
swallowed the length of it in in masochistic delight. The raised
spear of flesh lanced into the back of her throat as she forced
her mouth down it's entire length, her forehead glued to the
underside of his bloated belly, she push with a force born of
need and self hatred.
"My god, help me, what have I become," her rational mind
desperately cried out only to be doused by a gush of obscene
pleasure at the Padre continued his verbal abuse. Her breath
coming in snorts from her nose as she sought to breath around the
plug of flesh imbedded in her throat.
"Yes-s-s-s, take back the sinful lust that you have awakened
slut," the Padre said with a groan as Rachel's lips met the
prickly cushion of his spit matted pubic hair.
"Lance the abscess on my soul that you have given rise to, take
from me the puss of sin into the wretched whorish vessel that god
has made of you."
Losing all control and self respect, with a grunt, the young
woman wiggled tighter between the old man's legs, pushing her
pillowy breasts against his scrotum as she forced her mouth
harder and harder onto the fleshy shaft. Tears formed in the
young girl's eyes tears of anguish at that part of her she could
not control, tears caused by the masochistic invasion of her
viginal and tears of delight as she wallowed swinishly in her
trough of sin.
"You are the embodiment of woman, the evil slut whore that has
since the Genesis has caused the downfall of man, take from me
the sin that you have wrought through the ages, and satisfy your
insatiable hunger!"
The old man's hands clenched at Rachel's head as his cock
ballooned in her throat. Rachel's throat was making the long
elevator ride up the fleshy tower when it erupted in a fountain
of thick rich sperm. The young girl could not stifle a cough as
the thick cream clogged her esophagus, spraying the mucus like
liquid from her nose and mouth spattering the skin of the old
man's belly and his cassock.
Lifting her sperm dripping lips from the glistening cock she
plunged at the spewing delight, ruby lips wide, tongue extended
in an effort to capture more of the yellowish cream fountaining
from the old man's balls, seed stored for over 30 years
fountained forth in gush after rich gush.
Rachel's right hand cradled the old man's heavy balls kneading
them in an effort to keep the spring flowing, her greedy tongue
flicking out capturing the flow, till finally her lips sealed the
runaway fountain and suckled at the tip greedily swallowing the
viscous life giving fluid.
The old man's hands fell to his sides as Rachel suckled on his
cock. Her hand busily kneaded his testicles in an effort to coax
more from the empty sacks. When she was satisfied that no more
was to be had from the softening tube of flesh, she busied
herself lapping the spilt cum from his belly and sucking the
dregs from his curly pubes.
The old Padre watched as the the young girl preened catlike as
she licked her fingers and hands in desperate attempt to find
every last drop of his delicious sperm. The wanton sight brought
a life back to his deflating cock as the depravity of the the
once pure teenager burned into his brain.
Rachel could think of nothing but the thick wonderful jism that
had spouted from the old man's cock. It was the wine and bread
of her new communion, she savored it, running the dregs she had
siphoned from his pubes and licked from his distended belly, over
her lips and tongue. Her corrupted soul hungered for the pungent
taste and smell of the viscous fluid, loved the way it made her
teeth and tongue feel as it coated them with it's sticky
sediment.
