Hey guys I promised to drop a very hot series well,here you have it! I hope you guys enjoy reading it!
A young 30-something-ish pastor who against all judgements, has risen to very prominent positions, is to decide if his newest role would mean he forfeits his ever present attraction for sex and women. He has his congregation to please, and then his backers to prove right. But then, with more and more ladies crossing his path within his early reign, how much of these forbidden fruits will he successfully resist?
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"What an Ass! Gawd! What a delicious-looking ass!" I heard my heart exclaim as I flicked through the bible on my pulpit-stand while waiting for Sis. Fidelia to finish with the bible passage I had asked her to read!
"Thou shall not commit adultery..." she read out loudly from the middle of the church where her seat was located! But mehn, I was barely giving her any ear!
I desperately wished I could throw Sis. Abigail's backside another glance from the pulpit where I was standing, but then didn't just know how I would go about it without the entire congregation noticing! Her ass was just impeccable! Notoriously curved backwards like a sickle, and still 'aerodynamically' streamlined into one of the most flared hips I've ever seen in my life! Jesu Kristi!
How was I supposed to let this massive 'thing' just go untouched?! Ladies are bloody dangerous, you know! And I mean, even when they sincerely don't want to be!
"Thou shall not covet your neighbour's wife..." Sis. Fidelia's voice continued reading; I didn't even know when she read the preceding two commandments! Simply because my mind was sooo torn between Sis. Abigail's buttocks and clear reality!
And I wasn't still content! I wanted another glance! No matter how quick! The thoughts that she was right before me, and yet I couldn't look, was just crushing! My dick was nearly blasting through my black trousers! The same reason I've had to order the Church's Works Department to replace the glass see-through pulpit-stand we used to have, with the current granite-clad concrete type - there was no way the congregation will keep seeing me in this humiliating state of arousal every single church service! It was becoming too consistent to conveniently hide away! At least with the blocking, my cock could flagrantly remain at 'attention', without being noticed! This was war!
I pulled out my handkerchief and dabbed away at the beads of hot perspiration that had abundantly formed on my face! I was sweating like some goat! A he-goat precisely! The power of a woman, they'll say. It should be the power of a 'hot woman's body', if it were to be rightly put! Sis. Abigail's body was the end of every discussion! The source of many misdeeds, if you like! And while I was fully aware staring at a woman's ass right from the church pulpit, with your congregation staring right back at you, was quite treacherous, the urge to do so couldn't just go away! Images of her bubble-looking bum couldn't stop re-forming in my head while I blankly stared into my bible below! In fact, the handkerchief with which I was trying to wipe my sweat, did eventually turn out to be the saviour! Using it, I finally got the cover I needed to stare at those buttocks again! Damn! I couldn't just help it, guys! It was bloody worth looking at one more time, mehn! It wasn't easy, but I made it smart and precise! I waited for the right moment - for the handkerchief to course through my face - and as soon as it descended to my nose, I bought a moment from time to flash that ominous backside another seemingly long but really short glance! Jisos!!
She is fucking huge! Fucking colossal! But wait...Kryst!...it wasn't fixed anymore! Damn me! She had now started walking down the aisle, towards the center of the church! - to probably go wake a dozing member of the congregation, I guess! My gaaawwwd!! If I thought her still-ass was menacing, then her walking ass was catastrophic! Fucking heavens! The ass-movement that met my quick gaze totally knocked me off my fucking perch!
For fuck sake, how dare her have an ass this disastrous?! How dare her have this bloody piece of beauty that will only put me in perishing sin?!! And as though the rolling booty hadn't done enough, I was yet to fully tear both my eyes away, when she suddenly began leaning towards her focus! As rightly suspected, it was a female member of the church who was evidently falling asleep! But boy, that wasn't where my own attention went to! Because just as soon as Sis. Abigail leaned in, her panties quickly impressed on the material of her skirt, leaving a rather strong but highly seductive imprint of pantyline on her stretched dress - and for my lingering eyes to feed on! Damn! Those curves! Those succulent ass checks strained by the tight lines of her pantyband; under her stretched skirt! Fuck me! And guess what? I had barely looked away when I heard my mouth involuntarily swear into the microphone! This was just fucking too much to bear!
"Holy fuck!" It fell out so obscenely; although faint! Did anyone hear it? I wasn't sure, because I didn't begin checking to see so.
My head remained lowered into the bible before me, and just about then, Sis. Fidelia suddenly stopped reading the passages.
"Please continue", I beckoned, still with my head lowered and wondering if she stopped because of my cussing; or was she indeed through? I needed to regain some comportment now if I would be continuing with my preaching. "Continue down to the end..." I repeated to her, to buy more time.
"Ok sir." she replied, resuming the procession! The dead-calmness in the hall could blunt off a bread knife!
I was hooked!
I returned the handkerchief back into my pocket, feeling up my rock-hard cock in the course! It was fucking stiff! And I could even feel its radiating warmth on my fingers, through the linen of my pocket! Fuck goodness! If I were to flog a brick of gold with this pecker, it was likely going to bloody split the gold in two, no doubt! That was how hard I was! And of course, using the same moment, I made sure I squeezed the dick a little bit - through the linen of my pocket - to douse my horniness at least; before pulling out my hand again! It felt so soothing and unusually satisfying! Thank goodness for the massive granite stand in front of me! It was what allowed my hand linger down there for a little while longer than necessary without being noticed! If only, it was her hands doing this on my cock! Oh goodness gracious! I could only just imagine! I was being mesmerized helplessly! My mind was being placed in a perpetual state of sexual craving with no evident cure in sight! Worst of it all, when I lifted my eyes again, after settling with the hard-on under my trousers, there was the ass once more! It had gone nowhere! It was still there; profound; excruciatingly provocative and insanely irresistible!!
"There was no way I was letting this girl go!" I thought to myself! "Just no fucking way!
"This is the word of the lord..." Sis. Fidelia's voice followed through just about then; she was finally done with the passages.
The church chorused their acceptance, bringing me back to the present!
I was now required to proceed with my sermon, but then how could I with all the dirty thoughts in my head?! I was still sweating badly, despite just using my handkerchief a moment ago! And images from my glances at Sis. Abigail's fabulous buttocks, still hadn't gone away from my mind!
Meanwhile, absolute calm had now returned, as the entire congregation obviously now waited to hear me continue with my message!
"Please...proceed to the next chapter..." was the next thing I unexpectedly heard my mouth declare! "Read it..to the end
I was obviously losing my fucking mind!
This must have come as a shock to everyone in the hall, as much as myself! 'What's up with Pastor?' a few would likely have begun asking in their minds! But I needed that extra time! I needed to return my mind to the task at hand, as my body continued battling with this unforgiving lust! Of course, Sis. Fidelia who had already sat by then, stood up again and began reading from the next chapter of the same book! I retained my eyes on my own bible as though to say that I was following every word she was reading out! But I wasn't! My head was full instead! Full of very obscene things! And my cock was in pain as a result of the excruciating erection it has had to endure so far! There was no way I wasn't fucking this Abigail lady after coming this far! Say whatever she may! Just no fucking way! Because, mehn, I did think I would likely hang myself on a tree if I didn't fuck that booty of hers soon! Holy Irish fuck! That ass was like no other! I was just going to fucking lose my head if I didn't get any access! It had to be that bloody serious!
And to come to think that I had come very very close the last time! Me, her, just the two of us...in my office upstairs! And yet, nothing happened! Her excuses; her fucking plea; nothing ended up being possible! Leaving me in crushing disappointment! Even when I had managed to touch her! Even when I had managed to grab her flared wide hips, and grabbed her by one of her succulent breasts! Still, she said no in hush tones; telling me it will lead us into trouble! Bloody fuck! What fucking trouble?! What stupid trouble will it lead us?! Not when she looked like she wanted it too! Not when her nipples pressed so hard into her thin gown in obvious excitement! She fucking wanted it! She fucking wanted my cock! I could tell from how she occasionally looked down to sneak a peek at my pecker, which on that very evening, curled into my left thigh in its hardest possible erection! We both wanted it! Fuck! We both did! But yet she said no! Sis. Abigail said no and despite me barging my huge bulge into her soft massive bum, she still slipped away from me and went for the door! Goddamnit! When was it gonna happen?! When would it finally do?!
After what seemed like ages, I raised my eyes to look at the congregation once again, albeit briefly! But then, I saw 'them'! I found the many narrowed eyes and frowns that have become the usual! The bastards! They were waiting as always...like wolves! Like snakes! Certainly Sis. Abigail didn't know this...but these are the people who were going to be 'the trouble' she had referred to the last time! They were the hyenas and the night beasts in our woods! Waiting to get their proof that the Pastor was not 'spiritual' enough to lead the church! Vagabonds! I personally call them the 'watchpigs'! What more describes them enough?! Swine! The most important reason why we built a granite-clad stand! The most important reason why stealing a look at Sis. Abigail's ass from the pulpit was a dangerous task these days! I've felt them watching me all along! Just like they have always done recently! Evil men! The air around me and the church had become so airless and extremely poisonous in recent weeks, thanks to them! I've basically lived a life of uncertainty and fear, mostly because of their evil works! Who would have thought the passing of Daddy would bring us all to this point! If only he had stayed a little bit longer! If only!
I returned my eyes to my bible, and then raised it up again. I was in a rather precarious situation! There was me, the enemies, the church I was leading, and then...the 'things' I wanted desperately! And of course, there was my wife Queendaline! Okay...now I guess all your opinions of me just swiftly swung around! Yea...I get! I'm a pastor of a church, and I am desperate to land the next endowed lady in my church! Yet, I'm married! So...I'm the bad guy here, right? Well...I don't think so! In fact, let me also reveal that the Sis. Abigail in question, is actually already betrothed to a certain Bro. Joel, who is also a member of the church! In actual fact, he isn't even just a member, he is a pastor in the making! And they are both scheduled to be married in less than two months time! So...you can see, I am far from the evil you guys are already making me out to be. After all, like I had said before, Sis. Abigail has shown enough signs to suspect she equally wants me! The way she ogled my hard-on that last time, and of course, her fucking erect nipples! We both were into this together! Okay, maybe, I've been the one pushing it too hard. But before I get criticized, I suspect it will all become clearer if I told you this whole story thing from the start! Yea, that's right. So let me say, here is, the story of the many Saints, and the Sinner, who you'd obviously say is me! Good.
It begins with PASTOR (DR.) PAUL DUKE. We call himDaddy...For clarity, he was the founder of this great church! Was, because he passed on last week, after a protracted illness! May his gentle soul rest in peace. I was just 22, when I got to know him. I am an orphan actually, having lost both parents to cancer when I was only 10 and 12! It was a sad experience and I had to grow up with my mum's elder sister after my dad's people refused to take me in. My mum's elder sister Efe, used to be a member of this church and on one of the annual national conferences, she was fortunate to meet the General Overseer - Pst. Paul - in person! Luckily for me too, I was with her that day, as well as her only daughter, Blessing. Curiously looking at that time, Daddy took a very unusual interest in me and began asking Aunty Efe questions about me. When she mentioned I was orphaned and she was still struggling to get me back to the University, he surprisingly offered to take up my education expenses and even explained that I was free to move into his house if I wanted! Who the fuck, will refuse that offer? I jumped at it, of course! In barely 3 weeks, I was now one of the residents of the General Overseer's Victoria Island mansion! Who would have thought!
Okay, well, the 'mansion' was quite busier than I expected. The GO, his wife - Mummy Clara, their daughter - Cindy, 6 housegirls and 4 houseboys! Then the 3 family drivers, the church's 2 secretaries who had offices within the building, the 3 cooks, and the G.O's personal assistants! They all were in one way or the other, resident in the same house! There were 6 bedrooms in total within the main building. 2 bedrooms on the ground floor (with the housegirls occupying them), and 4 bedrooms upstairs for the family, myself and one of the PAs. There was also the Boys' house behind the main house, which contained the remaining staff of the G.O's personal profile. Thus, in total, there were nearly 25 persons within the G.O's 'private' villa! Anyways, while I wasn't supposed to be so concerned about the 'crowd', I actually began finding it particularly uncomfortable as I got exposed through everyone in the house, to increased 'spirituality' and 'religion' as the days progressed!
For a start, I wasn't exactly the most 'holy' of the boys you'd find back then. I was led to the fantastically sweet and delightful world of sex as early as 11, just before I lost my mum! My 'disvirginer' was an hairdresser, who my 'ignorant' mum would always leave me with anytime she was leaving home for long or travelling. Mrs. Bukola would then take me to the back-end of her salon, and begin taking me through all kinds of sexual lessons!
She was the first woman, I ever released into! And by the time I would be leaving my mum's sister's house for the last time, I had already fucked about 8 or so separate girls! That says quite a lot! Alright...so coming into Daddy's family off the back of an experience like this, it always turned out to be rather restrictive to only talk church, prayer, bible, crusades, mid-week service, Sunday school, and the rest, 23 hours a day! It really got boring, and at one point, I began hating my decision to even move in with them! However, there were the positives too! I mean, there were 12 ladies in the villa! 12 fucking ladies! If you know what that means, then you'd bloody know why it was indeed a positive!
So apparently, anytime I wasn't sulking about the excessive 'churchliness' for which the villa was known, I was ogling backsides and exceedingly arousing feminine figures that were quite in abundance around me! The housegirls for instance, were all well 'packed'! Big boobs, alluring asses, and very mobile hips! They were in fact 'temptations waiting to happen'! Ogechi in particular (who we called Oge) was the most 'dangerous' of all! She was an epitome of 'flesh' and 'carnal persuasion'! From her very rounded curves down to her rather 'devilish' style of walking; everything about her, exuded seduction and sensual enticement! And as you'd expect, she was the first I saw naked - after a million attempts anyway! It was while she was bathing though, but boy, was she really endowed!
Even her thighs were soooo thick that I could barely see the start of her pussy slit! Fuck! How I craved to fuck that girl...but it never happened! In fact, fucking any of the housegirls, never happened! It had always been very clear that I was never ever going to dare touch or even talk to any of them in a way that would suggest I wanted to have sex with them! Reason? The G.O's house! It really really did look toooo consecrated for that to be imagined in it back then, let alone take place!
Thus, despite all my lusting and desires, I didn't have my way with any of the housegirls...or even the secretaries and cooks for that matter. Apart from these people, the only other females left, were just Daddy's wife, Mummy Clara and their daughter, Cindy.MUMMY CLARA is a good woman. She's intelligent and beautiful too. And I came to see over time, that she does have a very clear liking for me. Well, not in a 'dirty' kind of way; she is way too 'religious' for that. She just loved me like a mum would love her son. And because of her, the family increasingly became fond of me, so much so that I easily turned into a very intricate part of the family! CINDY who was their only child, was not very much around during my first few months with them. She was away on her A-Level study and it was only until she returned home, that I really got to know her really well. Of course, she looks a lot like her mum. She was only 17 at the time, but she was beautiful, of a decent height; and of a very wonderful frame too! What I loved about her the most then was her voice and her way of smiling! Given how very attractive her teeth are, this always turns out very enchanting!
However, while I was happy to see and accept Cindy as a sister after her return back home, I didn't know she was operating at an entirely different plane! Cindy was an addict! A sex addict; at just 17 years of age! Well, who would have envisaged a person like myself, would end up under the same roof, with a sex addict?! Quite that. But then, it wasn't entirely out of imagination to have expected that of her. Not when she's got the kind of body she's got! Okay, I agree...I am about to sound stupid now, but hey, when a girl, who is just only 17, has a very conspicuous set of cones for boobies, and a rather provocative swell for an ass/hip combo, then one should suspect she's begun getting dick!
I mean, what else was supposed to tell her body she's now a woman? Okay, like I said, I was gonna sound stupid. But there you have it; Cindy was getting dick at age 17, and she thus matured rather rapidly - most likely as a result! By the time I'd find this out, she had already begun giving me the green lights! From flashing me as much flesh as she could anytime she got the chance, to openly flirting with me! She obviously didn't just want the 'companion' side of things with me. She didn't just want me to be the 22 year old brother-figure I was trying to put up around her! She wanted much more than that! So...on exactly the eve of her 18th birthday, our lasting lusts for each other couldn't be contained any longer! We fucked right inside my bedroom, on a night we two were instructed by her parents to pray together for her birthday party; which was exactly the next day! Holy James.
Alright. So, I fucked Cindy! But was that the end? Fat no! We never stopped! We made it our daily routine! In fact, we made sure everything we thought and executed within the house was designed to revolve around an occasion that will allow for sex! Did anyone find out? I wasn't sure. But within a year or two of doing this, there were obvious signs that the walls weren't just having ears anymore, but were probably also whispering things! There were the housegirls; with Oge in particular giving myself and Cindy the eye anytime she walked into a room and met the two of us there, alone! She even evidently began monitoring our movements at night, and on one occasion stumbled into me as she tiptoed towards Cindy's bedroom to probably spy on us! But who said we weren't smart?! We were! Within 2 weeks, Cindy joined the church youth choir and began rehearsing privately every night! This of course, had the desired effect! Another two weeks; that was all it took, and Cindy's dad and mum instructed that the housegirls move over to the vacant rooms at the Boys' House, so that Cindy can take up any of the freed rooms on the ground floor! Reason? To avoid them being continually interrupted in their sleep by the young girl's singing rehearsals at night! Well... that was indeed quick!
So...with no housegirls to spy, and the entire ground floor left to us, we nearly fucked ourselves to death most nights! Mind, we were now in the University. A private university her parents enrolled the two of us and a couple of other church youths in, on church scholarship. So while the day became apparently busy and stocked up with academics and stuff, the nights were often there for our dirty rigmaroles! Trust me, those nights were 'horrible' if your definition of sex is just pounding a girl for precisely 340 seconds! Cindy was a nympho; so 340 seconds was just about one-tenth of the time for foreplay alone! Now, don't get me started on how much longer the actual sex would last because I don't remember ever trying to time it, since it just couldn't be timed! Cindy not only wanted it long, but virtually every time too! And whenever it began looking like activities and our schedule was stopping us from having 'our time' as often as we would have liked, she would resort to her usual alternatives - sticks of carrot, hands of cucumber, and even her fingers! She was indeed some fucking revelation! And I mean that rather literarily!
Anyways, our 'secret game' did continue to blossom until towards our final years in the university! We were now both 21 and 26 years of age and to come to think we'd been fucking for 4 years(!) under Cindy's parents' roof without being exposed, was in itself staggering! However, this was about the time when things began to look rather uncomfortably different. I remember coming home from school alone on a certain Thursday, only to be summoned into Daddy's office on the ground floor! Goodness knows I didn't feel very good as I went in to see him!
"We've seen you and Cindy..." he immediately began saying as soon as he finished replying my greeting; expectedly pushing my heart into my mouth!
Seen what?! I felt like asking, but my mouth only went open without any words coming through! I was really fucked!
"We've been watching you two for a while now and we..." he suddenly stopped and began fumbling through some files! Goodness knows that at that very point, I could only think of one thing...run!
"...we think you two will play these roles well. We think so..." he had now pulled out a few sheets of stapled paper, and started handing them to me.
When I looked into it, it had a heading that said 'THE NEW CHURCH YOUTH LEADERSHIP'! Guess what? My name was number 1; I had just been made the new National Youth Leader! Fuck fortune!
"I guess you are very happy about that!" was a grinning Dr. Paul's next comment. He did look unbelievably fulfilled!
"I am....I am...I am grateful sir..." was all I managed to say, wondering how the fuck this was gonna work at all! I mean, I was also recovering from the tension that had come with the feeling that I and her daughter had just been caught! For fuck sake, I fuck his daughter! So how was I gonna be a Youth Leader in church doing that?!
"You will get used to the role my son. We've seen you and Cindy, and we have thought we can give you two increased responsibility. Cindy will be leading the Youth Ushering Unit starting next Sunday."
Well...this was indeed serious then! I was gonna be a youth leader who fucks the youth chief usher who's actually the general overseer's daughter as well! Perfect combo, guys!
But errrrmmmm...not exactly so! As soon as I assumed the role, I began seeing why I had to be more 'spiritual' than I used to be! If there was anything I personally dislike, it is coming off as totally out of my depth in something I am supposed to be on top of. So...I became your bible scholar overnight, just to make sure I was on top of my position as the youth leader! I began praying 'hard' (now, don't laugh, even though I know that sounds very funny). I also began attending a lot of church functions as was required of a leader. However, one particular thing didn't change - Cindy! For, while I was busy trying to 'become the very spiritual leader', Cindy was busy crafting improved ways to get us to fuck more often! So basically, she was a 'Fucking Youth Chief Usher'! And I mean it literarily too! Despite all my efforts to give the sex a break, Cindy made sure I didn't! Well, let's just say, she became toooo tempting to ignore! She only didn't just perfect her crafts for whenever I'd be home, she also effectively turned her role as the 'Chief Youth Usher' to mean more of the 'Chief Youth P.A'! Not only did we fuck at home; we fucked on the road too!
Yet, nobody was seeing this! In fact, within 8 months of being the National Youth Leader, I was made the National Youth Pastor, which in real sense, is a much loftier position than the former! But then, I kept becoming more and more worried that I would one day be exposed! The level of scrutiny had only gotten higher as expected of the new role! So once again, I tried getting myself and Cindy to stop with the sex. But she wouldn't easily accept! Before then, I used to come downstairs every night, with the excuse that I was coming for drinking water, as a premise for having late-night sex with her in her bedroom. But with my worries increasing by the day, I stopped coming downstairs anymore, expectedly frustrating her in the course! Nonetheless, I could only hold back for so long, and barely 3 days into resisting her, we had sex in her bedroom again, preceded by a very mind-blowing blowjob from her sumptuous lips, after so much pleading from her!
Okay, can we just say that was the straw that broke the camel's back? Well, not in a bad kind of way though. I mean, the camel here is that rather sticky 'fear of being caught' that wouldn't go away. While the straw had to be the sex we had that very night! Because, after that night, I became bolder than ever! While I still knew I could be caught in all this, I didn't really worry about the possibility anymore! Cindy became some kind of perpetual life fuckmate! And guess what? I soon also found out that she was being nailed by half the boys that made up the Youth Choir too! A fucking sex machine, no doubt! In fact, imagine orgies, threesomes and double-penetrations, and you'd be close to the kind of details I always found on her phone in the form of received/sent text messages and at times, saved video clips! Cindy is simply not my match, if anything! She is kinda unlucky to have been born to a very 'churchy' family, I'd say!
'Churchy' indeed, they were! And it soon began becoming clear that they were in some way determined to 'convert' me that much as well! I do recall it was just after my 28th birthday, that Daddy and Mummy called me into their bedroom, to tell me their 'plans' for me. Yea, plans...because they had perfectly drawn it out...and without the contribution of the actual person it was meant for, it seemed. And what was the 'plan'? That they wanted me to get married before 29, so that they can give me a local church to manage as a full blown district pastor! Where the fuck that came from, I wouldn't know! But they were dead serious...and did even go as far as mentioning a lady's name, who of course, they would like me to marry! Now, that was drop-dead ridiculous back then, and for the following few days, I couldn't get my head around why everything was happening rather too quick! But hey, little did change within this 'plan'! In fact, when I met this lady, who was my supposed wife-to-be, I instantly fell heads over heel or was it heels over head?! Sorry...but don't ever put a fat ass and a wide hip before me and ask me if I can resist them! Guys...I can't!
If Cindy is sex personified, then Queendaline is boobs, hips and ass in talking form! She is incredibly endowed, I swear! Now, I wouldn't know if her 'physical features' were a criteria for the G.O and her wife when they were making her the choice for me, but whatever the case, she was simply too irresistible to ignore! To cut a long story short, we got married a few weeks after getting to speak; in what could be termed one of the most colourful wedding ceremonies the church had witnessed in a long time! Her own parents were church leaders too, but from a different church entirely. And it was pretty clear from the onset, that I was getting married to a good woman, if you guys get what I mean. Yep, she was pretty good in bed too...so...we should guess that that about settles all my worries, doesn't it? Not quite, if I were to be sincere with you all. In fact, as usual, the one thing in particular that still remained pretty much the same despite the transition - Cindy! We thought we (myself and Cindy) wouldn't dare it...but we eventually did! Right within my honeymoon, Cindy paid me an unexpected morning visit! And you quite guessed it right...because before she would get to leave our house, Cindy and I had had sex three times on my matrimonial bed! Some 'fucking' things, just never change, it seems!
But then, as though I was being continually rewarded for fucking the daughter to our general overseer, I was contacted the following day to be officially informed that I was now due to take over at the church's Ogba district as the district's official resident pastor! That is, just as Daddy and Mummy had initially planned! While I couldn't say it wasn't expected, it sure was quicker than I had expected! In fact, my appointment was the first for many things! It was the first time a barely 30 year old was being appointed over a full church district! Usually, appointments at such age are often limited to Youth leadership positions! Additionally, my appointment was equally the first time a pastor would be appointed without the said person in question being a graduate of the church's bible college! I mean, I had no fucking idea what the bible college was all about let alone go through it! But I was made a pastor! And as though to add salt to injury, the G.O didn't bother to get additional 'approval' from the church's governing council over my nomination; he just went straight on to declare me an official pastor without seeking their opinions as such! Talk of the love of a father-figure! Daddy loved me as a father would love his best son! If only he knew I had been banging her only daughter behind him for the past 7 years! Bloody unforgivable!
In any case, as you'd expect, my appointment was greeted with an unbelievable weight of criticism and discontent! I mean, grown men literarily wailed like fucking kids on the day of my ordination at the monthly combined service! I was a big mistake as long as some were concerned! And in some cases, I wasn't even a 'born again' let alone a church leadership material! Well, I didn't exactly know I was this disliked before now! I used to think the previous positions I had occupied as a youth pastor was quite of the same required exposure. Too bad, it wasn't even close! I began seeing the actual light through which certain people were seeing me! For some, it was all about the fact that I didn't go through the required training to occupy the leadership position I had been raised to, coupled with the fact I was still very young and certainly only naive by their standard! Then there were also some who completely classified me as carnal and of no knowledge of the scriptures! To them, it was outright sacrilege to have even ordained me an official pastor let alone assigned to a district church to shepherd!
Funny enough, did this actually change anything about me? Well...if I were to be honest, I'd say a bit. Or, maybe it would be better explained as 'I tried, but just couldn't cut it'. I tried, really. I tried seeing if I could change to meet up to these hallowed standards! And thus, cut down on the criticisms and discontent. I tried switching from my usual lifestyle to that which was likely 'befitting' of a practicing pastor. I tried 'amending' my ways, and becoming more 'righteous' and 'pure' in my deeds! I tried, guys. But I ultimately failed! I failed! In fact, it was barely a full month into my ordination, and Cindy (who I wasn't sharing a district with anymore) came knocking at my new office! Everybody knows what next when that bloody happens! Cindy's body or better still, having 'raunchy hot sex' with her, has become the sin that besetsme mightily! It had become clear by then that it wasn't something I'd be willing to trade for anything else! So...despite putting a lot of effort earlier to turn that required corner, just like always, before Cindy would leave my office that afternoon, we had gone two rounds, right on my office desk! May the good lawwwd have good mercy!
Kind of. But was it all about Cindy alone? Hell no! Far from it. I love sex! Let me just come out and say it! I do; regardless of it being some kind of besetting transgression for me! In fact, my love for sex is rather quite 'skewed' given it sometimes means I usually have no boundaries once it is part of an equation! Ask me to make a decision between a lady's spread thighs, and probably anything else and the former will always win, rather handsomely! And when I find a good chance to get some pussy, I happily do bloody get some! In fact, guess what? After my ordination, I had barely spent 3 days in my new role as a district pastor, when I began noticing that there were actually more beautiful ladies in this very Ogba district church, than there were at the Head Quarter Church! For fuck sake, this could only mean one thing alone, guys - ample fun! And I mean...these were not just ladies, but ladies with obvious 'talents' and rather irresistible 'qualities'! Talents that were deliciously diverse and pleasantly categorized as well! It was just as though the last pastor at the helm of leadership sorted them out according to their shared 'talents'! By coincidence, though.
For instance, if you needed ladies with very 'talented' frontsides, you only had to look at the women that made up the main choir! Holy fuck! How frontally endowed were they!!
Just as they varied in age and colour, so were their fabulous boobs in shapes and swell! And the fact that their code of dressing meant they would often wear shirts on top, anyone watching would be endlessly greeted with bountiful bouncing busts that keep stretching the fronts of their shirts, that you'd be forgiven to think the shirt buttons will crank and break away any soon! Bloody fuck! And trust me, I never dared replace or reshuffle any of them! I just left them as they were and even began seeing if more busty ladies could join the choir! LOL! They were too much a source of 'pleasure' to alter, guys! Then there were the Youth Choir! The embodiment of youthfulness and vibrancy! As expected, there were more girls than there were guys, but while their senior counterparts were blessed with pillow-esque boobies, these young chics were by far more polished and with bodies any model will die for!
Mehn...I was being spoilt for choices! And I haven't even mentioned the sheer class and swag with which they did this 'singing' thing! Fabulously mind-blowing!
So who said Ogba District Church was dulling? Far from it! Talk about psychedelic tendencies, and you'd be close to describing what I was exposed to within just 3 days of my being with them! And I am yet to talk about the ever present stewardesses! Mighty bloody fuck! Those ones? Ahhhh...Ahhhhhhhh...gaaaawwwdd!! They were the ones for whom I nearly lost my mind! Ass! Just walking backsides! That was what they were all about! You now see why it looked like they were consciously sorted/grouped according to their 'talents'? I mean, how else would one explain the fact that all the female ushers in the district had buttocks that would force any living man to look twice?!
From the youngest of them, to the oldest, they all had very 'dangerous'-looking backsides! I know the story about how the previous pastor was some fire-brand type and all, but mehn...I just can't explain this one! And of course, of course, it didn't take me additional time to begin identifying the newest string of babes I just knew I had to fuck very soon! Nah..it didn't! My first full Sunday alone, presented me 3! Sis. Joy and Sis. Catherine from the Main choir, and then Sis. Mercy from the Ushering Unit! It was just a matter of convincing them...and within the next week, I had fucked all three of them!
Yep! all three! And that was quite the welcoming package, boys! I didn't waste time in switching to the next package just as soon too! There was this very sister, Sis. Modupe. I had noticed her right from the very first time I mounted the pulpit, and while I couldn't get her within my first week, I succeeded by third week! Mehn, the lady can fuck! And our supposed private night vigil between the two of us, was one in which we fucked at least 6 times before dawn! Boy! What better way to settle into your new role?! And quite it, I wasn't exactly seeing the last of it at all! I mean, there were over 300 ladies in the district alone and who said I wouldn't want to have a taste of most of them if possible?
Who wouldn't by the way?! Between, one thing I equally noticed was that, as I kept procuring new pussy virtually every new week, the ladies in church generally began 'loosening up'! I mean, we were even barely beyond my second month of sojourn, when more and more ladies started becoming more daring in their choice of clothes to church! The ladies that made up the Main Choir started showing more cleavages; and in some cases cleavages that were so deep that everyone could arguably see the entire insides of their breasts! At the same time, the girls at the Youth Choir upped their game with their skirts, which within a short time began becoming either dangerously slit or very very short! As for the stewardesses, well...the way their own skirts gripped their bountiful backsides, meant I'd hardly ever concentrate while standing on the pulpit! Wow! And these were all the same people who before my coming, were only doing very long gowns and jackets...as supposed 'Born Agains', I guess!
Nevertheless, it would be plain stupid to think that while these 'unusual changes' were taking place, the storm behind my appointment would just quietly come down on its own! It didn't! Not when I hardly have turned that corner that was supposed to convince the opposition to give me a chance! The war only got hotter and hotter! And it did look like a lot of people were noticing my rigmarole! In fact, as at the time of take-over, there were about 600 members of the Ogba district church. But...a significant 130 left the church for new districts within just the first 7 days of my resumption! A lot for a statement, I guess! Now, that doesn't even exactly represent everything because there were another increasing figure within the remaining congregation who began openly showing their dissent about my role! While they didn't come out to speak into the microphone and stuff, they showed how unhappy they were about me in any other way they could! Talk about the gathering of Saints...and Sinners!
Essentially, nowhere else was this categorization more evident than among the District's council of deacons! There were 11 deacons within the council when I took over as District Pastor, but upon my announcement, a staggering 4 instantly resigned from their roles and transferred to new districts altogether! In fact, one of them completely left the church a few weeks later, citing moral decay within the assembly as his reason for leaving! Even then, the remaining 7 weren't exactly loyal to my leadership as such! Only 2 bothered visiting my house personally to affirm their support for me, while the rest didn't! In fact, if not for the fact that sometime later, a certain ELDER GIDEON was transferred to the district by the G.O, of whom I instantly made a deacon after seeing he was quite trustworthy and a big fan of my leadership, I would have had just 2 deacons behind me, kind of! Okay...well...not exactly because of his 'trustworthiness' and stuff. The truth is, I banged his wife within 2 Sundays of their joining us! Yea...I know...evil me and all! But hey, the wife also had a thing for me really! In fact, if I am to describe MUMMY PRAISE GIDEON I would say she was a pretty fun-loving middle-aged woman who is just unfortunate to have married a dude who turned out to be a very 'church' man!
Not to mention the large age difference between them - she was just 42, and 10 years younger than her husband! And she's also quite the opposite of everything that is taught in church! LOL! On a serious note, though! I mean, she's always openly bragged about (to me only, anyways) how activate she is in bed, and how she had a number of boys who serviced her pussy occasionally because Elder Gideon was just too, you know, meh! She even once visited me at my office with a young lad she later explained to me to be one of her secret lovers! Mehn...I ain't alone, it appeared! And my, was she indeed amazing! In fact, as soon as our 'chemistry' led us into bed, I instantly rewarded her with the position of the district's Marriage Mother; replacing the former woman who used to be there instantly. This position meant that all wives-to-be within the district church, would have to go through her, on motherly training before proceeding to settle in with their spouses. Moreover, just to keep her very ignorant husband even ever more unsuspecting, I quickly made the man a member of the district's council of deacons, and appealed with the G.O to make him the State Marriage Supervisory Council Head; which he did! While I continued banging his wife behind him, of course! Quite the game, that one!
And it worked...quite well. Elder Gideon never found out about myself and his wife - who I haven't mentioned is an ex police officer! And the man kept up with his loyalty alongside another Elder Mike and a very meek Elder Silas. These three elderly deacons were the men I could say were behind me. There was also a certain ELDER MATTHEW though, who I personally loved very very much. However, while he never displayed any form of hostility towards my appointment at that stage, he didn't exactly exhibit open allegiance to my leadership. He was just neutral kind of, and words like 'he is still very young' and 'it's youthful exuberance, give him more time' never seized coming from him anytime my case were brought to him by the opposing deacons! Mind, he was the oldest amongst us all - he was in his 60's! So...his age, patience and the general love everybody in the church had for him and his wife, just made it too hard for me not to be fond of him despite his rather anonymous disposition towards me! Moreover, his wife has been extensively ill, thus he had been left alone to bear the burden of his 6 children all by himself for so long! So given the fact the Church was all he had - he was on full time ministry - it was clear he was finding life very hard!
Well, I tried to help when I got to know more about him. His third daughter - Peju, who was the only one that usually follows him to church, was a member of the District Youth Choir. She was also a student, and a member of the Ogba Campus Fellowship (a campus arm of the district church). So...I did my best to see she was considered for the Annual National Church Scholarship (the same scheme that put myself and Cindy through tertiary education), and given my relationship with the G.O, she was instantly considered and was awarded provision for 1 year! Of course, the family felt very happy and grateful, and even offered their youngest daughter, in case I needed a young girl to assist my wife at home. We turned the offer down, as we didn't exactly find it appropriate. However, I was unexpectedly caught in by this whole 'help' thing, and it did even surprise me too, when I noticed I was getting rather attracted to the Peju girl herself! It's not like I hadn't been noticing her in the Youth Choir all along...not really. Just that, our recent constant talking made me begin feeling like this was the best time to actually fuck her! So as it always goes, I invited her to my office on a certain Saturday and tried having my way with her after explaining to her how I would make sure she always got the scholarship every year! At first, she tried refusing, but probably after seeing there was a lot to gain, she obliged, and we had very steamy sex before she would leave the office that day! Poor Matthew!
Effectively, Peju raised the number of ladies I did fuck - on multiple occasions - within my first 12 months of being the Ogba District Church leading Pastor, to about 25 or so! And the bait was always easy - the promise of being given a bigger position or stake within the church! They all often fell for it! Not even one person, rejected this offer, and in most cases than not, I did always fix them somewhere. Be it in the Main Choir, like I had done with Sis. Joy, making her the Main Choir Leader after she agreed to continually 'service' my cock as often as I wanted! Or in the Ushering arm where a certain Sis. Uduak now leads after giving me the fuck of my life during the last Harvest Sunday! Of course, the dissent among the opposition only grew louder and louder but frankly, the church did look like it only got even more 'liberated' as choices of clothes on Sundays and mid-weeks kept getting skimpier and skimpier!
In fact, the start of my second year as pastor did take off with two strong rumours of 'sexual immorality' - the first involving the District's Financial Secretary (a woman I had fucked trice), and the District Youth Leader (a guy I've always suspected was rather randy)! And the second between, the District Women Coordinator and the husband to one of the women she was supposed to be counselling on marital issues! Quite fucking ridiculous! And I haven't even mentioned the rapidly increasing murmurings about Mummy Gideon's exerts on most of the young boys in the church, of which over 6 (!) mothers had personally come to me to place a complaint about how she's been texting their sons endlessly! LOl! So...what exactly did they expect me to do? Jail her?! Well...I'm having a good laugh! After all, I was equally banging Mummy Gideon about that same time! So what exactly was the fuck?! Between, it was only very funny to me at the time, because, these were the same people basically, who made it look like I was the worst human being on earth to have ever occupied a church position! How easily the table turns, one would say!
Anyway, it isn't as though I didn't appreciate the risks. Not at all. I did! I was aware I'd be finished if I was caught or exposed! I was aware! I was aware my career and probably even life, would be vanquished if tangible evidence ever got into the wrong hands! I was aware of those. But I played smart! I always left no trace! I also made sure my targets already had the tendency to agree to my deals before going for them! The wrong ladies would only mean suicide...I knew all those! And I played to the rules! But then, there was my wife Queendaline! A woman who I had no doubt loved me so much! She began becoming my bigger risk as each day came and passed! She had become highly suspicious over time and even though she never exactly displayed severe insecurity to the point of searching through my contacts and text messages, it kept looking clear that she was doing quite a lot to find out the 'other side' of me! In fact, the very day I fucked Sis. Uduak - that was last harvest - I forgot to leave my pack of condoms at the office! And lo, Queendaline found it in my pocket that very night as he was getting clothes ready for laundry!
"It belongs to the guy we handled on deliverance after service today, honey..." I quickly explained, when she walked into the living room with an open mouth, while holding the pack of condoms by the tip!
Only goodness knows how I managed to keep a straight face while telling that lie! But mehn, it worked! At least, so it seemed. She just waved her head and began walking back into the bedroom! I'd say that was the day her suspicions doubled, and I began noticing how she regularly kept an eye on me anytime she found me talking to a lady in church, after service! Now couple that with the opposition my position was already getting, and you'd tell how very 'tight' things began getting! Mind, speaking of the opposition, as soon as the rumours of sexual immorality between church members began getting stronger, the 4 deacons against me officially took my case to the General Overseer!
"His carnality has spread to our members!", they said, pleading that the General Overseer removes me as the District Pastor!
Well, he didn't! "Get your evidence, then you have a case!" was his response, sending them away and infuriating them the more!
I wouldn't know if Daddy did believe them, because he didn't even ever call me to ask about the allegations. But whether or not he believed them, his love for me has never been questioned! And at times, I wonder if it would have remained so if he ever found out that I fucked her daughter for several years! Quite an awkward one, that! But the yo-yoing between the opposing elders and my 'backers' never stopped! They met other members of the National Leadership individually, trying to see if they could influence Daddy's position using them! They even approached Mummy Clara, who quite funnily, didn't say a word on the matter, but just cooked for them, and then asked them to go home! Trust me, I had a good laugh when I was told this, and I was just short of calling Mummy to thank her. But I didn't. It was best to leave it at the level of allegation even though more and more ladies could now testify to it if they wanted! All the same, what the lack of success did to these opposing group was increase their penchant for evidence! They looked determined to see that I was removed, and they began looking for the slightest evidence that I was too 'sinful' to be their pastor! Unfortunately, while I was still thinking that fetching evidence may also not justify their case given my relationship with the G.O, I was having my bath one morning, when my wife quickly rushed into the bathroom to tell me that, Pst. (Dr.) Paul Duke - the General Overseer of our Ministry, just passed on!
Trust me, real pandemonium broke! What the celestial fuck?! Daddy?! Dead?!! It was fucking unbelievable! And to think that there were no signs of this coming! I mean, when the full news reached us, and it was explained that he had been having blood-sugar related health issues for so long, it came as a total shock, because all through the time I'd known him, there were no traces to tell he was ill in any way or manner! I felt sooooo sad and more importantly, very insecure! Between, Cindy almost passed out in sorrow! She so much loved the dad and who wouldn't, when the man is sooooo nice and extremely caring! Mummy Clara was heartbroken, as well as the entire household of the G.O's villa! The church mourned him for several weeks, and messages and sermons pulled out from his works and life kept making the rounds amongst districts for many more weeks! Of course, this incident did look like the springboard my opponents needed, and it was barely a full three weeks into our leader's death, when this wicked fold quickly returned to Pst. (Dr.) Arowolo, who was quickly instated as the Acting G.O after serving the late G.O as an assistant for nearly 35 years!
"I've heard about the allegations before," was his own response, "but in respect to our late Daddy's instructions, you'd still have to get me some evidence; and I promise you, he will be removed if you do."
So...while I wasn't going to be removed right away, it was now more than clear that any evidence of my supposed 'sinfulness' will lead to an immediate eviction from office! I had lost something massive with the death of Pst. Paul! And I don't just mean his 'covering' for me but equally his role in supporting my young family! At the time of his death, my wife was the National Projects Committee Head, thanks to the late Daddy and his wife! And Queendaline made a lot of money from this office considering that State Pastors usually endlessly lobby to see that their states are given a look-in when projects are being directed at the start of every quarter! Thus, reality began dawning on me as soon as this incident hit us! I had to make a choice...and very quickly! Would I rather leave the church, and of course face financial insecurity given there wasn't anything else I had doing? Or should I simply just cut out the 'fun' and 'pleasure' I'd endlessly gotten from the women within my district, so that I could effectively wedge this war as far as I could? The sane mind would go for the later, of course! And I think that was what I was going for...
Until I met Sis. Abigail! Wow! Well...she was a woman with a face so beautiful, that you'd think she's from the Bahamas or purely Porto Rican; and a bustline that is sooo full and firm, that they never seize to entice; and then owns a backside that contains what is comfortably by far the most cushioned ass-cheeks across all our district churches in Lagos...so, she easily introduces herself, I guess!! For the love of peace, how the fuck was I expected to deal with all those?! I mean, Sis. Abigail is downright gorgeous and with every meaning of the word flagrantly flaunted by her body to a tee! Like you must have guessed, she wasn't exactly a member of our church until she 'appeared'! Bro. Joel. He was the only reason she had to join us. Bro. Joel was one of the brothers who angrily left the district as soon as I was made the presiding pastor! He was one of those who called me 'carnal' and 'of the world'! So he was effectively one of those opposing my position! However, he was also Sis. Abigail's suitor; thus husband-to-be! For fuck sake, how a lady as charming as herself would agree to marry a rather not-so-good-looking, hungry, church-crazy nobody like him, did drive me nuts! Okay, he was undergoing a training to become a pastor, but then, how does that measure to the heights Sis. Abigail's beauty rightly demands?!
Believe me, as soon as I set my eyes on this lady for the very first time ever, I almost lost my mind! I openly just couldn't contain my lust! She was fuckingly endowed, mehhhhnnnn, and the sight of that ass of hers always kept my manhood busy! In fact, as soon as she explained that she was joining our church while they got set for their wedding which was just a handful of months away, I quickly introduced her to Mummy Gideon for her marriage training, and then intelligently drafted her into the Ushering Unit right away! And it wasn't just the ordinary stewardship role we are talking about here, guys, but the Pastor's Select Unit; which meant she would be one of those stewards who'd always stand right in front of the pulpit every service day! The logic? Well, since I couldn't fuck her already considering the opposition waiting to snuff me off, then I guessed I should just feed my eyes with that astonishing ass of hers! Damn!! Those cheeks were just downright impossible! And have I explained what kind of catastrophe it always caused when she walked?! Jesu krysti!! Words can't just describe! And guess what? It only took me one Sunday, and one sermon from that pulpit which was right behind her, for me to change my mind and swear that I was definitely going to fuck that booty! Come! What! May!
But she refused! I mean, even before I would suggest it to her (trust me, the suggesting part always turn out embarrassing) she explained that she had noticed my eyes and was aware I was lusting after her, but that she was scared to do such a thing with me! Fuck fortunes! She even mentioned the possibility of her fiancé getting to know! Gaaaawwwddd!! I felt like going mad that day!! It wasn't even as if she totally felt shocked or angered by my approach, instead it was simply a case of her being just too 'scared'! I couldn't believe my world! She was right in a way though...yea she was! But mehn...how was I going to let that ass go just like that?! All I needed was just one night, mehn, and I promise I wasn't going to go back to ask her for another one! Just one night to have a taste of her! We wouldn't be possibly caught that only time, would we?! I was aware the risk was very high! And frankly the wolves were more equipped than ever before, but yet, I was gonna practically die if I didn't take this lady to bed! And as days passed by, the urge and the lust grew even stronger! The more I watched her moving buttocks from the pulpit every Sunday, the more I thought less and less of the risks involved! I was fucking hooked! Fucking hooked in a big fucking way!!
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Anyways, it's been exactly one week now since the opposition approached the Acting G.O over my position! And I've never felt more tensed and pressured like I was feeling at this very time! The hunt for evidence against me had tripled and even my wife was now on her own personal hunt too! Moreover, I had stopped with most of my affairs with the sisters within the district, just to cut down on possible links that could implicate my position; although I still had a few of them who I occasionally met discreetly at designated hotels. Anyways, sex in my office was now totally a no, and so far my new strategy had looked like the perfect formulae really, as weeks after weeks passed without any signs that the 'enemies' were getting closer to finding evidence. However, Sis. Abigail's case still looked like one case I was going to find really difficult to overlook! Herself, her beauty and of course her ass, were still there! And every Sunday came with about 2 hours of regular stare at one of the finest asses this world has probably ever seen! But yet, her answer to my plea had remained no! In fact, the last time I tired, we came soooooo close! And for the first time ever, she even agreed to sit on my lap for a brief moment! But as soon as I began fondling her alluring left breast, she quickly sprang to her feet saying she just couldn't continue! And it wasn't even that she was pissed or anything; she just kept being polite in her refusal! How much more sweetly cruel, could she be?!
Despite this latest snub though, I still refused to give up! Fast-forward to this present Sunday; I still couldn't take my attention off her. In fact, as I preached the sermon that very day - exactly a week after, I kept reiterating in my mind that I was never going to let her go until she allowed me between her legs! There was just no other way! Not when she had totally enchanted me with that body of hers! The 'wolves' were in church that day as usual, quite alright; watching closely and observing my every moves and utterances, but yet I had to stare! I had to steal quick glances at Sis. Abigail's rolling buttocks as she walked to and fro the church aisle! And the 'quality' of my erection those few hours of my sermon, did expressly tell how much I wanted her! I was desperate; I was in open awe; and after Sis. Fidelia finished with the long bible passages I asked her to read, I practically rushed through the rest of the admonition, basically making little or no sense in most of the things I said!
Where was my mind? My office! My office and the things that were likely going to happen within it in the next half-hour or so, as I had already concluded within myself that I was definitely going to invite Sis. Abigail up once more! Of course, Sundays were the only times I usually get to see her, as she'd completely refused to accept every other invitation I had given to her! Hence my office was the only feasible covering I could use for this, and I'd been using it all along. So...as soon as I was upstairs - just after I was done with my sermon - I instantly invited her to my office, using one of the Ushers! The design of the admin floor of the church building means that this area is considerably distanced away from the main church bowl. And even within this floor, my office is more or less 'protected' by a number of subordinate offices and general lobbies, which I think is a conscious effort by the architect of the complex, to provide some kind of protection or security to the District Resident Pastor's office. The offices of the District Secretary and Financial Secretary directly adjoin mine, and even though you wouldn't need to go through any of them before you could get to me, there is a wide lobby between us, serving as some kind of buffer space! And trust me, this lobby has on several occasions, been the only reason why a screaming girl - who I was banging - couldn't be heard on the other side of the office wall! Fucking Incredible!
Nonetheless, even with my clever meanderings this very Sunday, I didn't still fail to notice my wife's eyes all the while! I noticed how she kept alternating her focus between myself and Sis. Abigail during my sermon! I saw how evidently uncomfortable she was for most of the time! And I felt her eyes trail me all the way, as I went up to my office just after I had finished with the sermon! But I didn't care too much! I was going to be very quick with Sis. Abigail, I suppose! Or maybe, I would only just focus on convincing the lady to give me a chance! Yea. Maybe if she did agree, then we would pick a venue that was going to be more befitting for a fuck like the one we could have! That had to be the plan! There wouldn't be any need to touch her. So I shouldn't be worried about anyone barging in on us. I just needed to tell Sis. Abigail this was only going to be a onetime affair; after which I would promise I would never come back! Only if she would understand and say yes. Only if she would just let me have my way once and for all, and bring my head back to sanity! Only if she would concur! Only if she would! Anyways, about 4 minutes into my coming into the office, I heard a knock on the door; when the door opened, she was the one standing there!
Guess what? It only just took her backing me to shut the door, for me to begin asking myself if I could really stay in that office all through our supposedly 'brief' meeting, without being tempted to touch her once again! My gaaaawwwd, her backside which briefly came into view on her turning around, quite threw me off balance despite having stared at it for most of my sermon that day! Sis. Abigail's ass . My mouth was still slightly open in sheer charm, when she turned around to face me! And I haven't even talked about those boobs! Gaaawwd!!!
"You wanted to see me Pastor..." she began saying just then, keeping a rather firm face!
"Ermmm..." I had to first pull me gaze away from her slightly bouncing knockers! "Yea...Ermmm I really...wanted to see...you..." I could feel my dick growing already, between my legs!
She kept looking at me, maintaining eye contact, and supposedly waiting to know why I wanted to see her.
"Please sit down." I then said, a bit snappishly!
As she bent forward to sit on the chair before my desk, I practically heard my mouth gasp as I inevitably caught a brief peek of her deep caramel cleavage! Holy fuck!
She sat, and looked away. There was no doubt she heard my gasp! Moreover, I hadn't still moved away my eyes from her bustline, when I suddenly saw myself stand from my seat! She looked up at me, and then looked away again!
"You...know...what my plea has been Sis. Abigail..." I began speaking, out of nowhere! And as I did, I slowly walked around the table, obviously coming for her! "You...know what I've begged you for since I got to set my eyes on you."
Sis. Abigail didn't say a word. She only lifted her eyes again after a while, to look at my crotch, and look away! And need I say, that my cock had formed a wicked-looking hard sickle across my left thigh?! I was dying for a fuck!
"All I am asking you is just for one chance baby..." I just had to fucking beg for it! "Just one chance, ok?" I was now standing beside her, and could see how both of her fabulous boobs squashed into themselves, from the slightly open top of her shirt! I saw my left hand openly grab my hard cock helplessly as I shamelessly drank up this arousing view! "Please baby. Just one chance, ok?"
Sis. Abigail shook her head, and then looked down into her thighs! Her skirt had ridden up both thighs, besides, and about half her succulent laps were now in full view! Oh gaaawwwd...
I pressed my near-exploding dick harder with my hand! "Please honey?" I begged, switching myself to sit on my table so as to face her!
She lifted her eyes to stare into my very conspicuously detailed erection, but looked away again, saying nothing! Her hands were kind of busy, twitching and picking on her finger nails! When I tried to touch her shoulder, she moved away slightly, causing her skirt to ride even further up her thighs! I felt like dying!
"Why are you doing this to me Abigail?" I lamented
She raised her head to look at me just then...and then looked away again!
I tried touching her shoulder again, and this time she surprisingly approved of it! But not without giving my erection another quick glance! I knew I wasn't supposed to do more than I had now done, but the way she had shot a glance at my hard-on, did really encourage me to go at least one more step further! And guess what? when I lowered my hand to her left boob, she also surprisingly didn't resist! She just remained calm, looking blankly towards the floor!
"I promise it's going to be just this onetime..." was the next thing I heard my mouth say, as I rose from the desk still fondling on her boob! Gosh...it felt sooo yummy and full! And my, who said she wasn't aroused herself?!
I saw her eyes move just then, to intently focus on my cock which I had so stroked through my trouser that you could soooo elaborately see its very detailed outline on my fly! She's always shown that she wanted this cock as much as I wanted her ass!
However, I had just brought my hand on the hem of her skirt to attempt pulling it up, when she suddenly sprang to her feet, leaving me completely shocked, as just my arm remained the only thing that actually stopped her from 'slipping' away completely!
"I can't do this Pastor Dan!" she protested, while also attempting a smile, rather questionably, "I'm a virgin!" "A virgin?!!" I questioned, in almost a yell! What the bloody fuck?! "You?...Are a virgin?"
She nodded her head, making another funny face! And gaawwdd did her lips look sooo delicious that moment! And given we were now just barely 4 inches away from each other's faces, I really struggled so hard not to just move forward and crush my own lips into hers!
"Ermmm...I mean..." I tried to talk, but just didn't know what to say. "Wow..."
"Yea. So...can I go...now, sir?" she then demanded in a stammer, while beginning to try to get through the barrier my right hand had created. I remained standing right in front of her, and gently refusing! But just then...
The door to my office flung wide open! And on turning to see who it was...we both saw my wife -Queendaline, flagrantly walking straight into the office, and in breezing hurry!
This was not looking good! At all!!
***To Be Continued***
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