Chapter 9
Rachel's heart skipped a beat as she felt the flaccid cock
growing in her hand. Her needy eyes searched the Padre's face as
she kissed the growing cock in a superfluous gesture to encourage
its resurrection. The fear that this might be a tease, that the
Padre might be so cruel as to take from her this second delight
was more than the lost teenager could stand, so needy was the
throbbing between her supple thighs. The desire, the need, the
maddening throb, like a new addiction, overwhelmed Rachel, she
faltered, then the damn burst.
"Please, give it to me, please, please give me...cock!," the poor
teenager whispered as she bathed the black snout of the growing
member with her little pink tongue.
Without a word the old Padre unbuttoned the front of his cassock
to reveal the enormity of his belly and the twin peaks of his
drooping fat pectorals. The old man grasped the forearm of the
19 year old and pulled her to her feet.
Needing no encouragement, Rachel moved to mount the cock of the
old man. Rachel swung one long muscular leg over the old man's
waist like she was mounting a horse. She hunched herself up
against his large paunch gripping it with her thighs. She
supported herself with one arm on the back of the heavy wooden
chair as she fished between her spread buttocks for the hardened
black cudgel that she hungered for. As she leaned forward, the
massive ivory globes of her breasts hung under her like water
filled balloons, heavy and swollen. A small white hand found the
throbbing staff and slid if up and down the slick grove of her
swollen labia, finding and pressing the swollen black knob into
the yearning mouth of her cunt.
Their groans echoed one another as her flexing thighs pushed her
split buttocks downward toward his pelvis. The woman forced the
black ram slowly into her virgin guts, wiggling from side to side
in an attempt to widen the channel and ease entry of the black
invader. Her face knitted with concentration, Rachel licked at
her bottom lip, tongue extended like a greedy sow. She forced
more and more of the old man's cock into the unused channel of
flesh, splitting asunder her maiden head, tender flesh parting
before the ram of masculine muscle. Rachel reveled in a shower
of masochistic feelings as she forced the thick cock into her
tight wet cunt. The slow impossibly long ride down the old
Padre's cock ended when she felt her swollen labia prick against
the tight black curls around the root of his cock.
Rachel felt impossibly full as the old man's cock expanded in the
hot wet clasp of her cunt. She was sure they were forever joined
as she felt the pulsing of his cock beat in time with her own
labored breathing as she squatted bandy legged the expanse of his
large belly forcing her knees apart at an impossible angle. Her
knees and upper thighs rested astride the bloated abdomen of the
old man, their groins touching only where her labia suckled
around the base of his cock. Her large engorged clit being
divinely tormented by the abrasion of his aboriginal pubes. The
depraved teenager panted as she rested her cheek against the
sweating mound of the old man's belly, her insides churned as her
cunt pulsed and contracted around the fleshy alien invader. The
teenager's mind was lost amid the competing feelings and
cravings. The contractions of her own hungry cunt were answered
by the instinctual throbbing pulses from the old Padre's long
neglected crudgel.
Rachel's long thighs flexed, raising the nursing lips of her
labia from around his cock with an audible wet sound. Up and up
the clinging lips rode, swabbing his cock as in a lingering kiss,
her fleshy inner lips leaving his cock glistening as they drooled
in their silent hunger.
The young teenager halted her rise as she felt the bulbous head
nearing the mouth of her cunt. Pausing, her cunt clenching
uncontrollably, she dropped her hips down, lancing the fleshy
spear back to it's full depth. The masochistic act brought an
involuntary whimper from her as the bulbous head crashed against
the fleshy stump of her cervix.
The Padre moved only to capture a large hanging breast, directing
its impossibly hard swollen nipple to his fat lips. He was
content to watch the poor lost girl debase herself to please him
as she let her own demented cravings control her once rational
mind. The fat man rolled the teenager's finger thick nipple
between his lips, nipping and chewing on the thick protuberance.
Finally he captured the thick rough nub in the roll of his tongue
and nursing on it with cruel force that brought a whimper from
the lust crazed teen.
Rachel's thighs flexed again and again, as like some demented
engine she drove her pelvis up and down the rigid cock. Her
labia swabbing and lubing the staff in an obscene parody of a
cylinder and piston. The air was heavy with the stink of sex and
sweat, the sour smell of the old man mingled with the sweet musky
smell of young cunt as the two rutted like common animals. The
silence of the room was broken only by Rachel's sow like grunts
and whimpers as she struggled for release and an occasional
wheeze and snuffling snort as the old man labored under the girl.
The old Padre growled and grunted with appreciation as he gnawed
on the girl's cow like udders, his fat lips smacking with
appreciation at the taste of her virgin teats. His sharp teeth
occasionally brought a squeal or whimper from the preoccupied
teen as he worried first one tasty nipple, then the other,
causing the fat fleshy fingers to swell under his constant
sucking and chewing. Red marks and welts marred the vein mapped
surface of the girl's pale oversized tits from the old man's
merciless kneading and biting of the soft flesh.
"You the foulest whore in god's sight. Take this sinful offering
that you in your obscene depravity coax from me. Take upon
yourself as as Christ did, the sins of a holy priest, so that he
may better serve god," the Padre gurgled around the stiff nipple
that filled his mouth.
"Crack!," his free right hand came down upon the unprotected
flank of the laboring girl.
"Wallow in your depraved obscenity, lend yourself to purification
at my hand," he said punctuating it with another sharp blow
against her buttock and thigh.
"Yea-s-s-s-s!, " the soulless girl moaned under the merciless
hand.
"Know that your damnation will prepare others for entry into the
kingdom of heaven.," the old Padre grunted as he raised his
flaccid buttocks to bury his dripping cock in to the guts of the
eager grunting teen.
"Crack!" another in a storm of blows rained down on Rachel's
flanks as the old man railed at her as a godless whore, a pig a
slut, the lowest creation on god's earth, a vessel for lust spent
sperm, he chewed at the fleshy bags that pummeled his face as the
young woman struggled to satisfy the maddening hum in the fleshy
finger of her clit. The words of the old Padre rang like thunder
in the ears of the godforsaken girl, pushing her closer and
closer to the small death she sought. "
"She was vile, she was a whore, a slut...she had become, was
becoming everything her hypocritical parents had tried to
prevent." she thought as she labored slavishly over the old
man's cock. "And she loved it!!" she admitted to herself as her
heart cried over the lost innocence.
"I am a s-s-lut, a whore," she moaned. "Use
me......p-p-p-ule-e-eze!" she wailed in abject surrender to the
black rod of her new master. She finally knew who and what she
was. No longer would she be ashamed of her voluptuous and
prematurely ripe body. It was there for him, for anyone, to use,
so long as they filled her, and gave her hot steaming cum. "Oh,
god help me," her mind moaned.
Their entwined bodies looked like some grotesque animal in it's
death throes. The squelching of his bursting cock in her
drooling quim sounded the tempo of her symphony of lust. The
cramping in the girl's thighs was forgotten as she labored for
release. An exquisite tension was building as her shoulders
screamed with exertion. The old man's balls contracted suddenly,
pumping stream after stream of yellowish cum in an endless geyser
into the young woman's bruised cunt. The feel of the expanding
cock, it's pulsing contractions and the hot flood of cum sent the
girl reeling. Her pussy cramping in a string of mind bending
contractions. Her eyes lost sight in a blinding white light as
her nails cut furrows in the old man's fat chest. Her plump lips
grew tight as she gritted her teeth and veins stood out in her
neck. A crimson flush covered her bobbling chest as the old man
chewed at her nipples and flailed her flanks. In her greedy
quest for satisfaction she ground her groin against his scrubbing
her maddened clit against the woolly root of his cock. The
cramping in the girl's thighs was forgotten as she labored for
release. Rachel was filled with searing wave after wave of
obscene pleasure, her contracting cunt pumping out streamers of
her own cum mixed with that of the Mulatto priest, their leavings
forming a puddle beneath the old man's flaccid ass. A gurgling
moan escaped her swollen lips as her orgasm ran its undulating
course. Every fiber of her body was tuned to wring every
delicious second from her delicious delirium. The explosion of
obscene and depraved pleasure forever branded itself on young
Rachel's being. Never would her life be the same.
Rachel fell forward in exhaustion and shivered one last time as
the remnants of pleasure strummed her clit. She wallowed there
in a languid pool of depraved excess. Reveling in the obscene
memory of the moment, she formed a mental picture of her flawless
body sprawled across the nauseating fat form of the black priest.
Their lust spent, sweat mingling. She breathed in the stink of
the man and ran her delicate fingers through the sparse curls
that dotted his fat sunken chest. Rachel reveled in the thought
of what her righteous father would say if he could see her now.
Or her unfaithful mother. Her freshly stretched and abused pussy
throbbed at the wicked thought. She knew now that she would
never be the same. She was an addict, not to the needle, but to
the delicious high that a demanding cock could bring her. She
wallowed in the delight of being used submissively, of being
mastered by a stranger, any stranger, with a hard demanding cock.
Somewhere within her the old Rachel cried as her pussy throbbed
around the deflating black cock still filling her.
The Padre caught his breath and pushed the girl from him as if
she was suddenly repellent. Rachel fell to the sweat and cum
speckled floor, staring upward at his dark face. Her eyes were
drawn to the glistening black cock projecting through the half
open front of his cassock. Rising up to her knees the abused
form of the young woman she caught the dripping cock between her
swollen lips, licking their commingled juices from the rod with
rapacious delight.
The old priest suddenly grabbed the girl's matted hair in his
left hand.
"You are to be a whore for god my child, but you must be cleansed
of the lust you take unto yourself from others." He pulled her
face upward by the blonde tresses he clutched.
The pathetic young woman raised her face to his in desperation,
looking for something, even she did not know.
"It shall be my service to god to use this vessel of lust to do
god's will" he said raising his right hand to the heavens. He
then brought the hand down in a fist against Rachel's upturned
jaw sending her into an oblivion of darkness.
