The Pastor Of Kink (2 page)

I dropped to my stomach, unable to move, I was totally wasted, not one ounce of energy was left. He stood up and grabbed a towel, his hand between my legs as he dried me off, then himself. He disappeared downstairs and returned with juice for each of us.

“Now Miss Walker, just what kind of events do you and your friends have planned for the next few weeks?” his deep tones enquired.

Was this guy for real? He had just fucked me into the next decade; never mind next week and he asks me that question!

Hi it’s me Cathy, pleased to meet you reader. Now you have already seen the events with my friend Cassie, well let me tell you about my phone call with Pastor Trey Prescott.

Are you sitting comfortably? Then let me begin.

The day after our girlie get together at the diner, I woke fairly early, took a shower in my small but cute bathroom, I was all about the beach theme, blue walls and shells everywhere, for some reason they make me feel calm.  As I wrapped myself in my thick fluffy towel and headed for the bedroom I heard my cell ringing.  All excited and thinking it was Cassie I lifted it and spoke our little greeting “YO BITCH”

You could have knocked me down with a feather when the deepest voice replied with “Good Morning Cathy, it’s Trey Prescott, we met yesterday. I was wondering if we could get together at some point today to go over what you do within the ladies section?” My legs near gave way as his voice sent shivers through every nerve in my body. I still couldn’t believe that someone so hot would be a Pastor.

“Well I am free this morning but would need to be
back
home by no later than 1pm as I have errands to run this afternoon, if that suits you? I can be organised and ready to go in an hour” Hanging up the call, I ran around getting myself ready, simple pair of leggings and a pretty lace top would be perfect. I quickly dried my hair and put on a little makeup, one last look in the mirror a quick spritz of perfume and I was done. Just in time, as I heard his truck pull up outside. I grabbed my keys, purse and folder of matters to bring up with him and stepped outside. He was already on his way to the door.

“Hi Cathy, I thought we could head over to my house and have coffee while we discuss what is obviously a lot judging by the folder” he winked and I near had an orgasm there and then. “Sure” I replied with as much confidence as I could muster. I really wasn’t one to flirt, as I have no self-confidence. He opened the door to his truck and lifted me inside the truck and reached across me to get the seatbelt. His hand skimmed my leg and a feeling of electricity shot through me, I gasped and felt myself blush as I realised it was loud and he had heard it. He looked up at me and ran his tongue around his lips. OH MY WORD that was beyond being suggestive, it was almost obscene.

He closed my door and headed to his side. Reaching to start the engine, he pulled away from my house. We drove passed what I knew as the Pastors house, on to the far side of town, where we pulled in by a modest place. I reached down to open the door and he grabbed my hand, “no I will do that for you” he said quietly. Wow he had impeccable manners.

The door swung open and as I swung my legs round to climb out he lifted me from the seat, I squealed with surprise at being held in those oh so muscular arms, I couldn’t stop myself from looking at his tattoos, they were all amazing. He looked right at me his eyes almost reading my inner being. My thighs clenched together of their own accord. I was totally done for; my own body was betraying my inappropriate musings about our new Pastor.

After placing me on my feet he walked over to his door and swung it open, “after you” those deep tones again. I stood inside looking around at the modest furnishings; the place was immaculate and looked so comfortable. I sat on the big sofa, crossing my legs, and then opened my folder wondering where to begin.  The sofa dipped to the right of me as he settled his large frame beside me.  “So Cathy, tell me about you, I like to get to know key members of my parish” His voice had huskiness to it and his breathing was raspy. I managed to stutter a reply “Me? I am nothing special, just me, single at present and loving my life” Before I knew what was happening his arm was around my shoulder pulling me towards him.  His mouth roughly met mine, grinding his tongue in deep, as though he were trying to fuck me. I knew this was wrong but I was unable to fight it, my whole being melted into his hold.  Our tongues danced a wild tango together, the beat of my heart feeding them the rhythm.

His hands caressed my breasts gently, as he continued to make love to my mouth with his tongue, I moaned softly and pressed myself against him, I wanted so much more, even though it was wrong. Placing my hand on his, using it to guide his hand down, as I parted my legs he seemed to get the message and pushed his hand inside my leggings, finding my panties he continued to explore. I sucked in a breath as he pushed a finger inside me, rotating it deep within me and rubbing the spot that drove me closer to the edge. This guy knew his way around a woman’s body. He slid another finger inside and slowly started to pump them in and out, I lifted my hips slightly to meet his moves, panting slightly. His thumb gave pressure to my clit, small circular motions that sent a shockwave through me. I writhed beneath his moves begging him to stop “Please stop I can’t hold it back, please” I moaned against his shoulder.

This seemed like a catalyst to his moves, removing his fingers, he grabbed my hips and pulled me down so I was lay flat on the sofa. He pulled my leggings down and tore my panties away, this only fuelled my need further I growled deeply, “fuck you’re driving me insane” lifting my legs over his shoulders, he buried his head into my pussy, sucking my clit between his lips, nibbling slightly at the nub. His fingers pumped back into me again, the more he licked and sucked at me the more he fucked me with his fingers.  Tears rolled down my face, this was so intense and so fucking erotic. I had never in my life had feelings like I was getting right now. I screamed out as my orgasm raced through my body, bucking my hips up and down as he pushed me further and further, my muscles tensed inside and he groaned against me as he drank what I had to give.

He placed my legs back down and sat back beside me, a wicked smile on his face, “So Cathy what is next on the agenda” his voice a husky growl. Standing up he headed to the kitchen where he grabbed two sodas and a bowl of ice, which he placed down on the table at the side of the sofa. I raised my brow quizzically “ICE” I enquired. “OH DEAR CATHY SURELY YOU DON’T THINK I HAVE FINISHED YET”

I was in deep trouble here, this man knew what to do to make a woman reach heights they have never reached before, and it would seem I was what he wanted. He removed his jeans to reveal his huge cock, OMG I had never seen one so big and my first thought was this is going to be painful.

He stood before me, his rock hard cock in his hand slowly working himself, his breathing ragged as he stroked at a steady pace. Taking a step closer he managed to grunt out between breaths “SUCK ME”. I hesitated, this is something I had never done before and to be truthful it wasn’t high on my to do list. What he had already done was way beyond anything I have ever done.  I had only ever petted before, yes I am a virgin when it comes to full intercourse, of course I have played around in other ways but have never gone the whole way. Until now, it would seem I am about to give my virginity to a man I have only just met, and it would be given willingly.

He must have realised my hesitation was because I didn’t know what the hell to do with the monster before me. Placing his hand behind my head he moved my head closer before whispering tenderly “Lick around the tip, taste it”. I took it in my hand and placed my tongue under the head of his cock and gently licked upwards, a bead of fluid had leaked from the tip and I gently licked it up, I shuddered slightly at its salty taste, but surprisingly I liked it. Wrapping my tongue around the head, I began taking his length into my mouth slowly, and then back out. “No no, suck me in and give pressure as you pull me back out” I did as he asked; my insides quickened as he growled his need for more, I worked him back and forth, back and forth with my hand, licking his seminal fluid as it leaked from his rock hard length. His hands gripped my hair and held my head still and he started to work himself in and out of my mouth a few more times, then pulled himself free. I was shaking with desire for this mans body; he had driven me wild with lust.  This was the first time I had tasted cock in my mouth but I found it intoxicating. I barely had chance to gain control of my senses when he kneeled in front of me and pushing back on my shoulders, he guided me backwards, I pulled my legs from under me and he positioned himself between my legs, and slowly guided himself inside me, I screamed at the shock of how large he felt, I certainly wasn’t expecting it to hurt, well it hurt but it didn’t, but sure you all know exactly what I mean. The feeling of it as it slid inside me took my breath away, a new experience and sensation. I had used my fingers before and yes I have a dildo, but I knew what the other girls meant now when they said it wasn’t the same as a hot, hard cock sliding inside you. He rolled his hips slightly and thrust forward again, this was amazing. I tensed my inner muscles and listened to his growl of pleasure.

He pulled himself out and lifted me so I was sat astride him, holding himself he encouraged me to lower myself onto him, this was the hottest thing I have ever felt. He ground up against me urging me to grind down on to him, to meet his moves with my own. At the same time he sucked my nipples and nibbled at each one. My whole body began to tremble, I could barely breathe between each of his hard thrusts, he growled and let out a very loud moan straight after it, I felt a sudden surge inside me and realised he had just had an orgasm.

“SHIT! SHIT!” I burst into tears as I realised I had just lost my virginity without a thought about using a condom. “You didn’t use a condom”

“Baby I was so overcome with need to be inside that hot body of yours that I just didn’t think” Came his reply; this man was trouble with a capital T. He stroked my face with his hand and whispered “don’t worry babe, it will be fine” I felt something ice cold between my legs and realised it was his fingers holding an ice cube, slowly stroking against my clit, what the hell was this guy taking? He was insatiable.  I pushed him away and told him I really couldn’t do it again yet I was totally exhausted and we still needed to talk about my part in the ladies section.  Who was I trying to fool? I was desperate to feel him inside me again, but now I was terrified, what if I got pregnant.  He stroked the ice through my folds over and over, then pushed a cube inside me “fuck! What are doing to me?” I gasped.  “OH BABY you have no idea how much fun can be had with ice” he responded, smiling as he used another on my nipples. “Trey you need to know I was a virgin when I walked through your door this morning, but now you have shown me what it can be like I really don’t think I could do it without some kind of naughty play” I threw my head back as he bit down on my nipple, then ran the ice over it again. His hand slid down my body and pushed another cube inside then he entered me, nice and slow, he took me slowly to heights I had never before reached, teasing me with his tongue around my nipples and his fingers on my clit, I panted for breath, my back arched off the sofa as a long loud whine escaped me, he met my thrusting hips and bit down on my shoulder, sucking the flesh between his teeth as he came again.  The sofa was soaked from the melted cubes and our fucking. I was totally wasted this time I could barely move to get dressed, I felt weak and dizzy too, the room went black.

I opened my eyes and saw his worried face looking down at me, “Cathy are you ok? You blacked out for a minute or so there” I felt my eyes sting with tears of embarrassment, as I realised I hadn’t eaten that morning nor had I drank so all this exertion had left my blood sugars extremely low. I reached forward and grabbed my purse, digging around inside I took my blood meter out and stabbed my thumb OOOPPPPSSSS way too low, I grabbed my insulin pen and jabbed it into my leg, then leant forward and drank the soda. All the while he knelt by my side looking concerned. He moved closer and kissed my lips tenderly then whispered “I could get very addicted to you young lady”

Closing my eyes tight I responded “and I you”

I can’t believe the group of hot chicks this place has, I can feel my cock twitching just looking at them.  The place I had just left had a lovely group of ladies, all so sweet but also old, as in OAP old. I was invited to so many afternoon teas; I needed to get out there before I ended up looking like a tattooed inflatable.

Truth being, I had no choice but to leave, two of the ladies had stunning grand daughters. Sasha being the dark haired beauty with the huskiest voice I ever heard on a woman.  Charlotte was a sweet voiced blonde with one hell of a rack.  Damn I had some good times with those girls.

I can remember the day I first met Sasha, I had been invited to Mrs Timmins for afternoon tea, I was being force fed yet another slice of apple pie, when the door opened; and in walked the whirlwind I would learn was Sasha Taylor. Sasha Taylor with a voice as husky as any you would find on a sex chat call. She had legs that went on forever; long tanned legs smooth as satin a beautiful curved ass; and to top it all off the pert breasts.

From the moment I saw her I knew I had to have her, I wanted her right there and then. I could see her lay naked on my bed, waiting for me to do as I pleased with her. I made an excuse to talk to her about the youth section, to see if she had ever used it in the past. She laughed heartily at my question, “OH NO I don’t do youth clubs never have, never will. They don’t really do things that I would be interested in” that voice had me turning hard.

Mrs Timmins told us to head into the family room and chat while she cleared things away.  I gestured to Sasha to lead the way. Sasha sat on the sofa and pulled her legs beneath her, I near choked as her skirt rode up her thigh; the little minx was wearing nothing beneath it.  I closed my eyes and tried to gain my composure. I sat on the other end of the sofa; she sidled her way up to sit beside me. She smelt like cotton candy with a hint of apple.

Taking a deep breath to gain control I looked at her, just as she ran her tongue along her lip suggestively, if the now very prominent bulge in my trousers was anything to go by I was in BIG TROUBLE.

Closing my eyes I said a silent prayer for Mrs Timmins to make an appearance sooner rather later. I jumped as I felt a gentle yet firm squeeze of my now painfully hard cock, opening my eyes I was met by the devil, yes, the oh so lovely Miss. Taylor had moved her hand lower and was now was massaging my balls with a devilish glint in her eye. I was truly done for; before I could stop myself I had crushed her lips with mine, roughly searching for her tongue with mine. I groaned into her mouth and was encouraged to search some more by her husky moan of pleasure. Her breasts heaved up and down as she panted for breath. My hand traced up her thigh until it met her shaven mound, I slid one finger within her folds and was pleasantly surprised to find she was already extremely wet. I thrust with one finger deep within her and tensed slightly as a loud hiss escaped her. Her insides tightened around my finger urging me to insert another, never one to leave a woman wanting I toyed with her for what felt like seconds, her moaning became louder, worryingly louder. I placed my other hand across her mouth to stifle the noise she was making.  Her hand found its way into my trousers, she made quick work of getting hold of my cock and working it in her fist, I growled as I struggled to keep myself calm, I leant my head back against the sofa and closed my eyes, pumping her with my fingers, in time with her moves. I felt myself harden and twitch in her palm; I was about to cum.

“Sasha dear, I do hope you’re telling the Pastor all about our lovely town”

The door handle rattled causing us both to jump, Sasha quickly straightened her skirt and sat like a chaste little girl whilst I hurriedly zipped myself back up. Just as Mrs Timmins made her way in with yet another tray of tea and cake.  I couldn’t do this, I was near ready to fuck her granddaughter, I felt as though my balls were about to turn blue they were so tight, so full I was ready to explode. I stood and adjusted myself slightly ready to make my excuses. Mrs Timmins was just placing the tray on the table; I looked at Sasha to see her sat with what I can only describe as a wickedly innocent ‘butter wouldn’t melt’ smile

“I am afraid I must bid you farewell Mrs Timmins, I really did enjoy my afternoon with you and Sasha, we must do it again soon. However I must leave now as I have other people to see today’.

I made a point of offering my hand to finish the gesture with a shake, before I could say anymore Sasha was up saying farewell to her granny, making an excuse about she had some work to do ready for college the next day.  Mrs Timmins hugged her tightly and kissed her cheek “that’s fine dear maybe you can get a ride with Pastor Trey, I am sure he wont mind”.

Sasha looked in my direction and gave that teasing slide of her tongue against her lips “do you mind? It would save me walking”.

“Sure come along” I gestured for her to lead the way and followed her outside. Once in my truck she made short work of hitching that skirt up her thighs once again, only this time we had nobody to disturb us and I was pretty certain before long I would be balls deep inside her.

Now dear reader, I can sense your shock at my actions. I am after all a Pastor, I haven’t always been, and in fact I have been a bad boy in the past. Hence the fact I am covered in tattoos and also have piercings. The tattoos I keep covered when doing my Pastoral duties and only the ladies I want to get to see the piercings. Left nipple and also one in my shaft, which drives the ladies wild, so much so I turned to using a gag whenever I fuck. Ok it sounds so big headed telling you that I make the girls scream, I just know what moves to make to get them so hot and bothered they have no other choice. 

Even though I was a skinny runt back when I was younger, I got into quite a few fights after fucking girls that really shouldn’t have been with me, usually the boyfriend would come home and find me holding them down over the table or face down on the bed whilst keeping a tight grip on the hair, most guys found it hard to take in that I did what they couldn’t do. It would always end up with punches being thrown. On more than one occasion I had spent the night in the local police station after things got out of hand.

I had spent six months on probation for affray, oh! And I guess I should just get it there now I had also served time for being caught in the act with one of the local cops wife, in the back of his car.

When I was serving my sentence, an unfortunate set of events led me to the prison pastor and after I got chatting with him I found I had a way with words and could counsel well. I decided to go down the road of becoming a pastor. Only problem is, whilst it’s not a requirement to abstain from sex, I found that I just couldn’t live without it.

Now where was I? Ahhh yes that’s right I was with Sasha, the horniest 19 year old I have met in a long time.  I drove us to my apartment and asked her in for ‘coffee’ I am sure I don’t need to explain. No sooner had we gotten through the doors than she was on her knees nearly ripping my trousers off, she forced them down over my hips and tugged at my shorts. Her eyes widened when she saw my erection waiting; waiting for what ever she wanted to do.  She wrapped those sweet lips around my shaft and flicked her tongue around the head, I could feel a gentle tug at the bar, and she had a piercing in her tongue and was paying it with it.

I can imagine right now you’re sat there shaking your head in shock at this bad person becoming a Pastor. Well all I am saying is I know where you are coming from. 

It was at the time I met Sasha, who I should add, became a regular playmate - I still feel myself harden every time I think about that tongue- that I met Charlotte Jones, granddaughter of the sweetest old lady you could ever wish to meet. Mrs Jones was a good looking older lady, even at the age of seventy you could still see how beautiful she was when younger. I am pretty certain Charlotte got her genes too.  She was slightly shorter than I, with shoulder length blonde hair, amazing blue eyes, slim build but she had the most amazing tits. I was convinced when I first saw her that they must be implants.

Charlotte had accompanied her grandmother to an afternoon coffee date with the other ladies. I just happened to be in the coffee shop when they arrived.  Mrs Jones or Alice as she insisted I should call her, had beckoned me over to introduce me to her.  Charlotte was very shy and could barely keep eye contact with me, and I could barely hear her voice when she spoke it was so soft. I sat beside her and chatted about the small township, her hobbies and of course I needed to know if she had a man in her life.

“Charlotte, tell me how do you spend your days when not at work? Or school?”

She blushed a deep shade of crimson it was as though she had no confidence in herself at all. “Well I am still a senior in high school so when not studying I mainly hang out with a couple of girlfriends, listen to music, read magazines and some books”.

“High school senior, you must have a jock as a boyfriend then, a pretty girl like you”

“No I don’t have a boyfriend, and definitely not a jock if I did have one, I can’t be doing with all that macho-look-at-me stuff”

She glanced up from beneath her lashes, those blue eyes sending a jolt through me like a lightening bolt hitting the ground.  Her lips were a deep rose colour and had a slight shine to them from the gloss she was wearing. I really need to try and get a grip; I was sat here lusting after a young woman who was barely out of kindergarten. I made my excuses to leave and said my farewells to the rest of the ladies, heading out of the door into the lovely warm sunshine. 

Slowly strolling in the warm weather I heard a call of my name from behind me, turning I saw Charlotte jogging to catch up with me. My eyes were instantly drawn to her tits, bouncing up and down within her tight fitted t-shirt. I now knew I was in deep trouble; I wanted this woman.

“I am heading in the same direction and thought I would catch up with you, that’s if you don’t mind having a little company” she actually managed more than a low mumble.

“Of course, I would be more than happy to have you join me, in fact if you’re not busy you could join me and tell me more about the high school and the youth of the town, I feel there is a vast gap to be filled for activities. I am all about encouraging the young, and I definitely think the late teens early twenties age group need more of this” I replied with a smile. I saw her face light up with a beautiful smile; her eyes glistened like the blue of the ocean when the sun casts its warm light on it.

On arriving at my apartment I motioned for her to enter first, she gasped slightly as she saw how modern it was, hey just because I am a pastor doesn’t mean I cant be up to date with things, plus I needed my widescreen TV for watching ball games on.

“Would you like a drink Charlotte? I have soda or Beer” I enquired “I would love a beer but I should just have a soda, it doesn’t seem right to be drinking beer this early”

“It’s a lovely warm day if you want an ice cold beer” I grinned as I replied.

“OK I am sure one wont do any harm” She made her way over to the kitchen as I reached into the refrigerator, grabbing two beers, then handing one to her.

“Let me get you a glass for that”.

“No it’s fine I can drink from the bottle, it tastes better that way” Her face taken over by a warm smile.

I gestured for her to join me in the other room, I sat on the sofa and she sat at the opposite end. She seemed quite reluctant to relax, so I started to chat about college and what she wanted to do afterwards. Gradually she relaxed, as I had no other plans for that day I excused myself and headed into the bedroom to get changed.  I removed my regular pastor outfit and put on a white tank, I removed my trousers and reached over for my shorts when I heard a tap on the door, turning I saw Charlotte, her face bright red with embarrassment as she realized I was still changing. I did however notice her eyes widen as she saw my tattoos and there was no way she could miss the erection I was sporting.

“Sorry I was just wondering where the bathroom is” her voice had returned to its whisper again, she really was too shy for words.

“It’s the second on the right, don’t worry I should have shut the door but I am so used to being here alone” I gave her a wink to try and break her awkward stance.

She made her way into the bathroom and I made my way back to the kitchen, where I grabbed a couple more beers. As I returned to the sofa I saw her down her beer in one go and smile as she reached up to take the second bottle.  I took a good slug out of my bottle drinking in how gorgeous she was. I still had two more days before I would see Sasha again; I hadn’t seen her for two weeks as she had been visiting family in another state. Add that and this beauty before me and you get one extremely horny Trey.