SINFUL PLEASURE

CHAPTER TWO

"Yes". She answered instead.

He smiled, his eyes flicking down to her bodice. The dress was tight, her breasts swelling the front. At sixteen, she had bigger boobs than her peers. Nice, round double D’s, the envy of all the girls at school and it was clear Deacon Theo appreciated them.

"You really are something else Evelyn". He said to her whiles reaching out to massage her t**s. "I have noticed the way you’ve grown. I have wondered if you had a hot, little cunt beneath your dress, soaking your panties".

Evelyn had never hard the word cunt. It sounded so vile. However, she instantly knew what he meant and answered.

"Yes. It's really wet Deacon Theo".

"Kneel". He growled. "We don’t have much time".

So she knelt in her Sunday dress and reached out with one hand and unzipped his trousers. The tails of his shirt peeked out like two cat ears. She pushed them aside and slipped her hand through the slit in the front of his underwear. She shuddered, feeling his c**k hard and throbbing in her hand.

An obscene rush went through her. She drew it out, staring at her first c**k. It was long and fat. Her p***y clenched.

She stroked his c**k, loving the way the skin moved over the hard shaft. He throbbed. The tip was flared out like a mushroom, and smooth. A slit leaked a clear liquid. Curious, she leaned forward and licked the tip. It had a faint, salty taste.

"That’s it little girl". He groaned. "Lick the tip. Get it nice and wet for that slut-mouth of yours".

Her free hand, not occupied with his c**k, shot between her thighs. She slid up until she reached her panties, rubbing her hot flesh through the cotton. Her juices soaked through in a moment, staining her fingers as she licked again at his c**k.

Her virgin cunt clenched. Waves of dizzying heat rippled through her as she took a second lick at his c**k. She savored the texture beneath her tongue and the way it throbbed. More of the clear liquid came out, staining her tongue. It tasted saltier. She remembered how girls whispered about sucking c***s and swallowing c*m in school.

Cum. Another dirty word she was eager to experience.

"Guys like it when you swallow". Carolyn, her ckassmate once boasted in the classroom at school.

Her tongue flailed over Deacon Theo's c**k. His face twisted while his hands ran through her hair, gripping gently at her braids. He stroked through her braids as her tongue swirled and explored, loving it like it was the tastiest ice cream cone.

"Oh, yes, you are such a bad little girl. The bishop raised a slut. Lord Almighty, such an innocent face. No one has any idea you’re a c**k-sucking w***e". He moaned, thrusting his hips towards her.

Evelyn continued to lick his c**k.

"Now open your lips. Suck the tip in like it's a lollipop". He instructed. "Suck it hard little girl".

Her fingers rubbed harder at her panties, pressing the cloth into her wet cunt as she opened her mouth and sucked on the tip of his c**k. Her lips wrapped above it, her teeth grazing the head as she slid it into my mouth.

"Mind the teeth". He grunted.

"Sorry". Evelyn muttered.

Her tongue brushed the tip of his c**k as she made the most obscene sounds—wet plops. Saliva ran down her chin as she sucked over and over, her hand stroking him, her fingers stroking her cunt.

He groaned, his eyes wide, his suit jacket rustling. His hips moved, sliding his c**k in and out of her mouth. It pressed deeper, brushing the back of her throat before sliding back until only the crown remained. She sucked hard the entire time, pleasing him, reveling in the delicious, s****l delight of sucking a married man’s c**k.

"Jesus". He groaned. "What a hot mouth. Damn, you know how to suck c**k already. Why did you need me to teach you?".

"I have never sucked a c**k in my life but I have seen some church members suck my dad's c**k when Mom is away on church retreat". She confessed.

"Does your mother suck c**k like this?". He chuckled. "I doubt that tight ass does anything but lay like a dead fish beneath your father. No wonder he found another cunt".

Evelyn continued to suck him. If her father had to find other women for satisfaction because her mom was a prude, what did that say about Deacon Theodore Smith?. She giggled inwardly.

Her fingers brushed her cunt, massaging the hard bud. She had quickly learned this was her favorite spot to touch. She pressed the cotton into it, savoring the fabric’s feel on her sensitive p***y as he f****d her mouth with his c**k.

She squirmed, stroking her cunt in slow circles, sucking so hard, more drool leaked down her chin. She finally had a married man’s c**k in her mouth after watching her father for years. Her virgin cunt clenched, the pressure swelling in its depths. And then her orgasm burst through her.

She shuddered, squeezing her eyes shut and moaning about his huge c**k as the wonderful waves flooded through her sinful body. She rubbed so hard on her c**t and stroked his c**k so fast as the pleasure bubbled through her mind.

Suddenly, she felt it was cruel of her father to try and scare her with damnation to keep her from this bliss. It was mean of her mother to hiss in her ear that touching herself would make the baby Jesus cry and would make her go blind!!!.

"s**t!!". Deacon Theo cursed suddenly. "You hot-mouthed slut. You just came. Damn, you got a hot cunt. I wish I had time to bend you over my desk and f**k that hot hole. f**k, f**k, f**k!".

The last f**k exploded from his mouth as his c**k erupted into her mouth. Her eyes widened in shock of his salty jism splashing through her mouth. It was creamy and hot, and the flavor was so thick. Another flutter, a mini-orgasm, rippled through her as she swallowed the first blast.

Followed by a second and a third.

It slid down her gullet. She groaned, savoring how salty it felt. She shuddered, gulping down as much of it as she could. Her mouth popped off his c**k, her tongue swirling about my lips.

"s**t, you are better than Katelyn". He groaned, then quickly shoved his c**k back into his trousers. "You need to clean up. Get down to the bathroom. You got c*m and spit dripping down your mouth". He shook his head, regret on his face. "And don’t you speak a word of this to anyone, is that understood?".

"I won't Deacon. I promise". She said and pulled her fingers out from beneath her skirt. They were covered in her juices. She licked at them, wondering what they tasted like.

She stood up and sauntered out, putting a nice sway to her hips and hoped he appreciated it.

She walked down the hallway of the office area and went into the small bathroom. She locked the door and stared at herself in the mirror. Her innocent face was flushed, sweat glistening on her brow, saliva and white c*m dripping down her chin.

She looked utterly sinful.

She washed off and touched up her lipstick from the tube in her purse. Then she sauntered out of the bathroom, passing Deacon Theo in the hallway. He didn’t look at her, but hurried to the worship auditorium. She quickly sauntered after him.