The Pastor's Calling

[cgraven]

Rachel rested her head on Batard’s chest, it just seemed ok to let him hold her, her head resting on his chest.

"It's just that I often have bad dreams, usually don't wake up, but I know if I do. I won't get back to sleep.” Once more Rachel blushed crimson. “I hope I didn't wake you, I've found that a cup of tea helps, about the only time I want tea"

Rachel felt his warmth as he held her. Batard smiled as the innocent young woman Snuggled into him more.

Batard loved the way snuggled closer and he kissed the crown of her head. And hugged her a bit closer to him.

"When I talked to my dad about them, his thought was a repressed memory of my parents killing. I just remember yelling guns and a lot of blood, He also said it's the only time he would hear me speak Chinese.

I don't get them every night, but often enough. When I was little Dad would bring into bed with them, well more him as long as I can remember they slept apart".

So, she had slept with her father until her step mom put an end to it.

"Anyways, here I go babbling again. You can go back to bed, I imagine I'm keeping you up."

“Well Rachel you need to rest so we can stay here.”

Batard gave Rachel a sensual little squeeze, he tipped her head back and he kissed her. This time it was a slow seductive kiss. He let that kiss linger and deepen until there was no past, no future, just here and now and this one kiss. Slowly Batard broke their kiss, a kiss that had given Rachel all that she had been missing in her young life.

“Or we can go up to my bed where you can rest.”

One way or another he would have Rachel before the dawn.

 

[Becaa57]

Batard loved the way snuggled closer and he kissed the crown of her head. And hugged her a bit closer to him.
It was nice to snuggle against him, so much like my dad it was scary. Even the kiss on my head, very fatherly. I know that's what he is, well what we would call him if a Catholic church.

I am enjoying this, but don't want to keep him up.

"Anyways, here I go babbling again. You can go back to bed, I imagine I'm keeping you up."

“Well Rachel you need to rest so we can stay here.”
Batard gave Rachel a sensual little squeeze, he tipped her head back and he kissed her. This time it was a slow seductive kiss. He let that kiss linger and deepen until there was no past, no future, just here and now and this one kiss. Slowly Batard broke their kiss, a kiss that had given Rachel all that she had been missing in her young life.
The kiss surprised me, this was not a fathers kiss, this was much deeper, going inside into my heart. Touching me in a way that was wrong even though it strangely felt right. When he finally ended it, and I could get my voice back.

"Reverend?????"

“Or we can go up to my bed where you can rest.”

When he said that, I sat up, knowing if I went to his bed there would be little rest for me. And I frankly wasn't ready for that.
Pulling the blanket around me more. I stare at him a moment, was he serious? I don't know but not going to ask.

Getting up, I look down. Bending over I give him a kiss, soft but nothing more.

"I'm sorry Reverend, but I don't think that would be a good idea for me to do, and probably not for you. You are a man of the lord after all"

I turn to walk away, in the doorway I stop, look back at him. Part of me wants to go to him, do what in my heart I know he wants. But I also know that may raise even more questions, ones I'd been determined to keep secret for now at least. God I don't know, this can't be the lord doing this.

"I'm sorry Reverend, go back to bed, I'll see you in the morning for breakfast"

Going back to my room. I lay down in bed, but sleep doesnt come at least not for a very long time. What just happened playing over and over, and what would have happened if I went to his bed, instead of this one. Once eveing sitting up to go. But common sense took over and I lay down. Said a prayer before drifting off to sleep.
Dreams again, but not nightmares

 

[cgraven]

The kiss surprised me, this was not a fathers kiss, this was much deeper, going inside into my heart. Touching me in a way that was wrong even though it strangely felt right. When he finally ended it, and I could get my voice back.



"Reverend?????"

“Or we can go up to my bed where you can rest.”



When he said that, I sat up, knowing if I went to his bed there would be little rest for me. And I frankly wasn't ready for that.

Pulling the blanket around me more. I stare at him a moment, was he serious? I don't know but not going to ask.

There was a shocked look on Rachel’s face. She had snuggled close, she had not pulled away from our sensual kiss. Batard could feel Rachell’s need her desire and yet she pulled away.



Getting up, I look down. Bending over I give him a kiss, soft but nothing more.



"I'm sorry Reverend, but I don't think that would be a good idea for me to do, and probably not for you. You are a man of the lord after all"

Yes Rachel I am a man and you are a most desirable young woman. There is nothing in my church that says I have to be celibate, or I cant marry Rachel.

Rachel turn to walk away, in the doorway she stop, look back at him. Part of her wants to go to him, do what in her innocent heart she know he wants. But Rachel also knows that may raise even more questions, ones she'd been determined to keep secret for now at least. God I don't know, this can't be the lord doing this.

Yet hadn’t he said her steps had been guided?

"I'm sorry Reverend, go back to bed, I'll see you in the morning for breakfast"

Batard knew that Rachel had been aroused. The sweet musky fragrance of Rachel’s arousal had filled his nostrils when he had kissed her. What secret was she keeping? His dark lord had directed her footsteps to the Church, and then to the parsonage this very evening.

Both Rachel and Reverend Batard did not get much sleep the rest of the night. Batard left Rachel to her dreams.



It was 9:00 when Rachel finally came down for breakfast. Jean Batard could see that Rachel did not get much sleep either. “Coffee Rachel.”

“I am afraid that the power is out but I can manage coffee, eggs, and toast on the camp stove for emergencies. As you can here the storm has grown worst.”

The wind and the rain howled like a petulant child denied there newest toy. Batard new that it had to be his dark lord hungering for the innocent young Rachel.

“Some thing was bothering you last night, more than our growing intimacy.”

Batard held his finger up pressed to Rachel’s lips to still any response. “What is it Rachel that haunts you. Please tell me Rachel and no more half-truths, no more secrets Rachel.”

The ferocity of the storm had Rachel neatly trapped in the parsonage with Rev. Batard. Had he been right had her footsteps been guided here. Was the guiding hand now keeping her here?

 

[Becaa57]

I sleep in much later then I'm used too. I can hear you in the kitchen. I get up from bed, and decide that the dress is too fancy for breakfast. So I pull on my panties and head down to the kitchen. Making sure the PJ top is closed.

“I am afraid that the power is out but I can manage coffee, eggs, and toast on the camp stove for emergencies. As you can here the storm has grown worst.”

"Strange it was so clear when I was up from my dreams!! Boy it looks worse then last night! Next time I'll bring an overnight bag."

"Yes coffee black, eggs sunny side up, any bacon by any chance? Do you need any help with things?"

Going to the cabinet and getting a couple of plates, coffee cups and silverware.

"Too bad the storm came back, I was thinking be nice to have breakfast on your back deck before I head home"

Rev Batard looks at me seriously and says

“Some thing was bothering you last night, more than our growing intimacy.”

Batard held his finger up pressed to Rachel’s lips to still any response. “What is it Rachel that haunts you. Please tell me Rachel and no more half-truths, no more secrets Rachel.”

I step back, taking the cup of coffee, sitting a the table to take a sip.
Looking up at you.
"Reverend, thank you for offering to let me bare my breast so to speak. You are correct something is bothering me.
Well not really bothering me more like preventing me from..."

"Exploring any intimacy, not only with you, but any man right now
I don't really want to go into it in more detail, sometime I feel I've shared way to much about my life with you already."

"I know you feel that it was the lord guiding me to you and stranding me here to spend time in a very intimate situation just you and I."

"I'm just asking for both of you to be patient with me, this has to happen IF it's going to happen at my pace"

Suddenly nervous I get up. Moving to you and taking the spatula from you.
"Sit down please, let me make breakfast, cooking helps calm me down some"

As you move to sit down.

"I like you Reverend I really do, and I feel comfortable with you, I don't want our friendship to end. I enjoyed the church and the gathering last night, well until I was forced to stay overnight. Although that in itself wasn't bad"

I finish the eggs and put your plate in front of you, sitting down opposite with mine.
"Well Reverend, what do you say?"

 

[cgraven]

The “good” reverend was pleased to see that Rachel came down in only the pajama top he had given her last night. He let Rachel know the power was out and he knew she could hear the roar of the wind and the driving rain on the parsonage’s widows.

"Strange it was so clear when I was up from my dreams!! Boy it looks worse than last night! Next time I'll bring an overnight bag."

Batard’s spirits brighten when Rachel said next time she would bring a bag, so there would be a next time. He was brought back to the present when Rachel said, "Yes coffee black, eggs sunny side up, any bacon by any chance? Do you need any help with things?"



Rachel went to the cabinet and getting a couple of plates, coffee cups and silverware. When she stood on her tip toes to get the plates and coffee cups her Pajama shirt pulled up giving the reverend a delightful view of Rachel firm little heart shaped derriere, and her little lacy panties.

"Too bad the storm came back, I was thinking be nice to have breakfast on your back deck before I head home." Rev Batard looks at me seriously and says, “Something was bothering you last night, more than our growing intimacy.”



Batard held his finger up pressed to Rachel’s lips to still any response. “What is it Rachel that haunts you. Please tell me Rachel and no more half-truths, no more secrets Rachel.”

Rachel step back, taking the cup of coffee, sitting at the table to take a sip, Then looking up at Batard.

"Reverend, thank you for offering to let me bare my breast, so to speak. You are correct something is bothering me. Batard smiled, if only Rachel knew that in reality she had bared her breasts to him last night.

“Well not really bothering me more like preventing me from.........Exploring any intimacy, not only with you, but any man right now.”

Rachel told him she knew she had been guided to his church, and then again to the parsonage last night, then stranding her here for a very intimate night.

They sat and eat breakfast by the light of candles as the power was out. The conversation pleasant, Batard did not press Rachel to speak more of her past or why she could not be intimate with him or any other man. He knew the storm would rage unabated until young Rachel revealed the last of her hidden secrets. He knew that Rachel would tell him sooner or later as the storm gave Rachel no opportunity to leave. She was truly stranded and the hand of the dark lord would not let her leave.
For his part Batard wished that Rachel would bear her breast to him. But was that just a dream to cherish.

 

[Becaa57]

They sat and eat breakfast by the light of candles as the power was out. The conversation pleasant, Batard did not press Rachel to speak more of her past or why she could not be intimate with him or any other man.

Breakfast by candlelight, very different. But also nice, the softer lights making it feel warm even though the kitchen was cold because of no power.

After we'd finished the breakfast and cleaned up, fortunately the water still worked, and hot water in the tank I was able to clean the dishes.

Going into the living, you hand me an Afghan explaining one of the church members gave it to you. More easy conversation, about the town, my job. But you're still very curious about my life I know.

When you questioned me about my ex-fiancé. I did pause

"He was a boy that I'd dated on and off through high school. Mostly just as friends. He was nice, not too pushy. Anyways after I think a year he asked me to marry him. I thought why not, I knew I didn't Love him. But I did like him a lot. Short answer I guess is as the wedding got closer, the relationship fell apart. We both agreed it wasn't for us"

I know that' there is a lot more to it, but I can't share that yet.

As we talk the storm ends, the sun comes out. Looking out the window
"Look a rainbow!!!!" turning and kneeling on your couch to see it better.

"I love Rainbows, seem magical to me. I know the science behind them, but prefer to believe in the pot of gold at the end of it, even it it's not actual gold, but something very important. You know what I mean Reverend?"

We watch the rainbow for a bit.
"Ok, well since it's drying up, I think I'll get out of your hair and go home."

I go to my room and get dressed, holding your PJ top to my chest for a minute. Then folding it up, at first I was going to leave it, but decide I can at least clean it for you.

Going to the door, telling you I'll bring it back and thank you for everything

Giving you a quick kiss and hug. Then leaving before you can stop me. I knew you wanted too.

 

[cgraven]

Breakfast was a romantic candle lit affair. But some of the luster was missing as Rachel had made it quite clear that she wanted to be friends, and she could not be intimate with him or any man. They made their way to the parsonage living room. They sat on the couch snuggling beneath an Afghan.

“Just to keep the chill away Rachel.” She now was resting in his arms once more.

More easy conversation, about the town, my job. But you're still very curious about my life I know.

Batard question Rachel about her. After pausing a moment, the young dark haired beauty made another confession. "He was a boy that I'd dated on and off through high school. Mostly just as friends. He was nice, not too pushy. Anyways after I think a year he asked me to marry him. I thought why not, I knew I didn't Love him. But I did like him a lot. Short answer I guess is as the wedding got closer, the relationship fell apart. We both agreed it wasn't for us"

I know that' there is a lot more to it, but I can't share that yet.

So, it appeared that not only her relationship with her stepfather and her relationship with her ex-fiancé were the crucks of her problem with intimacy.

"Look a rainbow!!!!" turning and kneeling on your couch to see it better. "I love Rainbows, seem magical to me.

“Look Rachel one end of the rainbow is resting on the front porch. There must be a treasure here.” Batard saw the seductive hand of the dark lord in the rainbow resting on the porch. We watch the rainbow for a bit.

"Ok, well since it's drying up, I think I'll get out of your hair and go home."

Do you really have to go Rachel. He new what her answer would be even as he asked the young beauty to stay. When Rachel head for the guest room Batard merely watched as she climbed the stairs and the sway of her sweet young derriere.

Reverend Batard was surprised when Rachel came back down the stairs and had the pajama top neatly folded and in her arms. Going to the door, Rachel tolled Batard, I'll bring it back and thank you for everything.



Giving you a quick kiss and hug. Then leaving before you can stop me. I knew you wanted too.

The reverend watched Rachel disappeared down the road.

Four days had passed and Rachel had not returned. On Sunday he saw her at church. Would she come over to him?

 

[Becaa57]

The next four days for me were hell on earth. The nightmares came back in force, most every night woke up, with a scream in my throat. Sweat soaked heart pounding. Hearing the screams of I guess biological mother. Seem to be able to see more clearly now.

Could hardly concentrate on work. Would go for long walks, but found unless I purposely avoided it, I would find myself outside of your church and house. Wanting to knock on your door.

Sunday found me getting dressed for church, another new dress that I barely remember buying.

Sitting a couple rows back, watching you. Another moving sermon, but a bit of sadness in your voice it seems to me.

After the mass found myself holding your hand staring into you eyes.

"Hi Reverend that was a nice sermon. It's nice to see you, I still have something to return to you, I will soon ok?"

 

[cgraven]

I had watched Rachel approach the church and even the parsonage. She hesitated as if trying to make up her mind about something but then quickly turn on her heel and leave. The young beauty looked sad on those occasions. She looked tired and I wondered how she was enjoying her self-imposed Chasity.

The week passed slowly for me as well despite the nightly visits of my dark lord and his hungering for the young Asian beauty Rachel.

It was Sunday and I saw Rachel sitting a couple rows back, watching me. I gave another moving sermon, but a bit of sadness in my voice as I spoke about love and the giving of love. After services as I was greeting folks outside the church. I found myself holding Rachel’s hands, she was staring into my eyes. "Hi, Reverend, that was a nice sermon. It's nice to see you, I still have something to return to you, I will soon ok?"

There was a sadness in young Rachel’s voice yet also a note of longing as well. It was time to throw caution to the wind, to strike while the iron was hot. “Rachel you can bring it by this evening.” I had chosen my words carefully, now to see if they would bear fruit.

The day wore on, the shadows grew longer as afternoon faded into evening.

 

[Becaa57]

“Rachel you can bring it by this evening.” I had chosen my words carefully, now to see if they would bear fruit.

I nod and reply

"Thank you Reverend I will"
"If it's ok I'd like to stop for the coffee and doughnuts in the hall?"
Wondering why I asked permission.

You tell me yes, always ok for that.

I go in, get a cup of coffee and a doughnut. Sitting alone with my thoughts. A few guys trying to talk to me, but with my short answers they move away.

My thoughts on tonight, I know you're going to wanting more answers, can imagine I'm frustrating you immensely. Thinking maybe I should share this, I kind of shared some with my dad. But not all of it

 

[cgraven]

Rachel simply answered, "Thank you Reverend I will"

"If it's ok I'd like to stop for the coffee and doughnuts in the hall?"

“Of course it is ok Rachel you are always welcome.” I let my voice reflect a happier note, to show you that your request pleases me.

Rachel went in to the parsonage, got a cup of coffee and a doughnut. Again, sitting alone with your thoughts. A few guys tried to talk to her, but with short answers from Rachel, then they move away.

The day wore on, the shadows grew longer as afternoon faded into evening. It was 7:30 when there was a knock on the door. “Rachel so good to see you. I see you brought back the Pajama top.” I smiled into her soft dark eyes. “I must say I loved the way you looked in that Pajama top, quite fetching young lady.”

Was that a sweet blush that colored your cheeks? “Rachel join me in a Brandy? We can chat if that is what you want.”

I poured two brandies place them on the coffee table and took a seat on the couch. I wondered if you would take the brandy and join me on the couch. I was not sure if you would take the opportunity to chat and grow closer physically.

 

[Becaa57]

It was 7:30 when there was a knock on the door. “Rachel so good to see you. I see you brought back the Pajama top.” I smiled into her soft dark eyes. “I must say I loved the way you looked in that Pajama top, quite fetching young lady.”
"Well thank you for letting me stay, you were right I'd have been soaking wet when I made it home, if I didn't get blown away. I did wash it for you."
Not mentioning that I'd worn it again that night

“Rachel join me in a Brandy? We can chat if that is what you want.”

Even though Brandy isn't something I drink
"Yes please I think I'd love one or two"

We sit in silence for a bit

"I've missed you, sorry for staying away. I guess I'm confused about things, especially between you and I"

"I owe you more of an explanation about the intimacy you were offering"

Sipping more brandy, almost finishing it

"Problem is, I'm not sure I can explain it in a logical way"

 

[cgraven]

"I've missed you, sorry for staying away. I guess I'm confused about things, especially between you and I"

Rachel I am a man and your are a very attractive young woman. I am drawn to you, is natural. Why are you confused.

"I owe you more of an explanation about the intimacy you were offering"

Rachel paused, sipping more brandy, she almost finishing it. What was so terrible that she could not talk about?

"Problem is, I'm not sure I can explain it in a logical way"

“Logic is something that we use when we are afraid. It is a simple way to avoid facing our fears. Should I be afraid to aske you to go and change and put on that Pajama top again for I love the way you looked when you wore it.”

I watched to see what Rachel’s reaction would be.

“Logic says you would slap my face, and run from here Rachel.

 

[Becaa57]

Rachel I am a man and your are a very attractive young woman. I am drawn to you, is natural. Why are you confused.
“Logic is something that we use when we are afraid. It is a simple way to avoid facing our fears. Should I be afraid to aske you to go and change and put on that Pajama top again for I love the way you looked when you wore it.”
Wen you say those things, it helps in a way. But I need to say what I need to say, and I feel it will be easier for me if I'm dressed, even though part of me wants very much to do what you asked/

"I think honestly will be easier for me to talk to you if I'm dressed, going to be hard enough without being mostly naked"

Taking a deep breath, trying put my thoughts in order. Finishing the brandy, holding the glass out for a refill.
You oblige and I take a swallow

"Ok here goes."

"I have never been intimate with a man"
Wow that was easier then I expected

 

[cgraven]

"When you say those things, it helps in a way. But I need to say what I need to say, and I feel it will be easier for me if I'm dressed, even though part of me wants very much to do what you asked."

The fact that you admitted that part of you wants to do as I suggested pleaded me. I smile reassuringly when you hold out your glass for a refill of brandy. The brandy is strong and after drinking two brandies of three fingers, would leave you more pliable.

"Ok here goes." Rachel said as she took a deep steading breath.

"I have never been intimated with a man."

"Rachel you are still a virgin?"

The fact that you were still a virgin surprised me. Even in this day and age young women of your age were no longer virgins. Hell, girls of sixteen where more than likely not virgins.

“Never Rachel? Would you like that to come to an end to embrace a more sensual and intimate life?"

I let the silence between us linger.

"If so go and change into the pajama top.”

You had made your confession. I had seen so many time your longing to go further before, to seek a more intimate relationship, before turning and fleeing.

 

[Becaa57]

"Rachel you are still a virgin?"

"Yes, but not for any religious or moral reasons."

Finishing the rest of my Brandy, looking at you.
You get up and refill my glass, knowing this is taking liquid courage for me to tell you.

"Ok, you new I was engaged right? Plus I did have a couple of boyfriends before him."
Sipping more

"This may sound weird, I've no explanation why"

"With all the boys/young men. We did try for intimacy. These were all healthy and guys who most had been sexually active before."

"God can't believe I'm telling you this"

"When we tried, they could not perform, not even slightly. I tried to help stimulate them. No luck."

"I couldn't even give them a blowjob or handjob. As soon as any type of sex happened they could not get excited"

Thinking back to the most painful memory from this

"My ex-fiance told me I was cursed. Some ancient Chinese curse maybe even linked to the deaths of my parents. He didn't know, stuff his Grandma would talk about"

"Then my dad passed, and word got around about my 'curse'. As I mentioned before my mother and I well. I decided I should leave"

"And here am with you. Now I hope you see why I can't put that PJ top on again, I wouldn't want you to be hurt"

"I should go"

 

[cgraven]

"Yes, but not for any religious or moral reasons."

I refill Rachel’s glass with her third brandy and could tell she is getting a little bit tipsy. Then she took a long sip of the brandy.

“Ok you know I did have a couple of boyfriends before him."

"This may sound weird, I've no explanation why"

"With all the boys/young men, we did try for intimacy. These were all healthy and guys who must had been sexually active before. When we tried, they could not perform, not even slightly. I tried to help stimulate them. No luck.”

"God can't believe I'm telling you this"

Rachel blushed scarlet as she made her newest confession and it was highly personal more so than anything she had told me before. "Then my dad passed.”

"And here am with you. Now I hope you see why I can't put that PJ top on again, I wouldn't want you to be hurt"

Rachel’s eyes shimmered with unshed tears. Her voice with choaked with sorrow. "I should go"

I embraced you and hug you to me. I kiss you and it was laced with passion. “Racel I don’t believe your are cursed and I think you should go and get into that pajama top. Before you could say “no” I swept you up into my arms and carry you upstairs.

“Do you want to change in the guest room or shall we go to my room and see if we can break that curse of yours?”

So, the dark lord seemed to want a sweet young virgin. That did not mean that I couldn’t let Racel experience a very sensual and seductive evening.

 

[Becaa57]

I embraced you and hug you to me. I kiss you and it was last with passion. “Rachel I don’t believe your are cursed and I think you should go and get into that pajama top. Before you could say “no” I swept you up into my arms and carry you upstairs.

“Do you want to change in the guest room or shall we go to my room and see if we can break that curse of yours?”

I see you are serious. and who know maybe???

"Let me change in the guest room, I guess. But are you 100% sure?? I feel cursed about this"

You deposit me on the bed, then walk out, closing the door.

I lay there afraid that I'm going to destroy your world.

But I go ahead and change

Walking to your door in only the PJ Top

I knock and go in

"I don't want you to feel bad if this doesn't work, and we can stop now"

 

[cgraven]

"Let me change in the guest room, I guess. But are you 100% sure?? I feel cursed about this"

“Yes Rachel I am very sure of this. We must break your curse.” I put you down on the guest room bed, then go to my own room. Time passes and I wonder if you have run like a scared little kitten. Then I hear a soft knock on the door, and you enter wearing just the pajama top. “You look gorgeous Rachel.”

I come to the naïve young innocent my lips press to hers in a sensual, erotic kiss. My tongue slides across the bow of your lips asking for entry into your chaste young mouth. It slides across the even ridge of your teeth to invite your tongue to entwine with mine in a dance as old as time its self. I let our kiss linger, deepen, to possess you till there is no past, no tomorrow, just here and now and this one kiss.

I slowly break our kiss. My hands go to the first button of your pajama top. The first button surrenders to my finger.

“Shall I continue Rachel?” my fingers hover over the second button.

 

[Becaa57]

I come to the naïve young innocent my lips press to hers in a sensual, erotic kiss. My tongue slides across the bow of your lips asking for entry into your chaste young mouth. It slides across the even ridge of your teeth to invite your tongue to entwine with mine in a dance as old as time its self. I let our kiss linger, deepen, to possess you till there is no past, no tomorrow, just here and now and this one kiss.

I slowly break our kiss. My hands go to the first button of your pajama top. The first button surrenders to my finger.

“Shall I continue Rachel?” my fingers hover over the second button.

My heart is pounding in my chest. Your kiss much deeper emotionally then any kiss I've experienced before. It's not the 1st kiss with tongue that I've experienced, but it seems to go deep into my soul, awakening me, almost like from a deep sleep, much longer then I've been alive.

When you ask if you should continue, part of me, the old part screams NO!!!!!!. But the new me looks you in the eyes. Seeing love of a type there.

Nodding

"Yes Reverend Batard, I'm ready to take the next step"

 

[cgraven]

I am pleased that you melted into my arms as I kiss you, and smile as you return my kiss. I can feel your heart pounding against your chest. It is obvious that my kiss was much deeper, emotionally, then any kiss in your past experienced. I know it's not the 1st kiss with tongue that you I've experienced, but it seems to go deep into your naïve young soul. Awakening a part of you, almost like from a deep sleep, to discover a new exciting world.

“Shall I continue Rachel?” my fingers hover over the second button.

I see that part of you, the old part of you screams NO!!!!!!. But the new you, looks me in the eyes. Seeing love of a type there.

Like a naughty little kitten you nod, you pretty little head and sensually breathe, "Yes Reverend Batard, I'm ready to take the next step."

The second button surrenders to my fingers. Slowly the third button falls victim to my fingers. The sensual swell of your firm young breasts tell me that you are not wearing a bra. The fourth button pops open. Your pajama top hangs open, I ease back the soft cotton material to bear your breasts to me. My head bends to your naked breasts to inhale your pink rosebud nipple. I slowly suckle that sweet little nipple, I hold that pink bud in my teeth, as my fingers seek your neglected nipple. I roll that sensitive bud under the pad of my fingers to pinch, and tug that precious bud into ridged life.

“Rachel my love remove your pajama top.” My voice is soft, sensual, and seductive as it calls to you to lovingly obey. My hot moist breath washes seductively over your firm young breast.

 

[Becaa57]

The second button surrenders to my fingers. Slowly the third button falls victim to my fingers. The sensual swell of your firm young breasts tell me that you are not wearing a bra. The fourth button pops open. Your pajama top hangs open, I ease back the soft cotton material to bear your breasts to me. My head bends to your naked breasts to inhale your pink rosebud nipple. I slowly suckle that sweet little nipple, I hold that pink bud in my teeth, as my fingers seek your neglected nipple. I roll that sensitive bud under the pad of my fingers to pinch, and tug that precious bud into ridged life.
I can barely breath, the feelings emotional and physical washing over me. This isn't the first time a man has touched my breasts and my nipples. But it feels like it also so much more intense then ever before!!!! Good Lord!!! I'm feeling so much more excited then I ever have. One thing I hadn't told the Reverend was that I've never orgasmed, I know what they are, but could never achieve on my own, I am feeling what I'm guessing is one now, building up inside me.

“Rachel my love remove your pajama top.” My voice is soft, sensual, and seductive as it calls to you to lovingly obey. My hot moist breath washes seductively over your firm young breast.

"Yes Reverend I will!"
Unbuttoning my top the rest of the way, letting is slide to the floor. I'm so very ready for this.

"I want this Reverend, I want it so much now"

 

[cgraven]

The poor innocent little lamb could barely breathe. The feelings emotional, and physical washed over her. I know this wasn't the first time a man has touched your breasts and nipples. I can tell that it feels like it also so much more intense than ever before as the sweet musky scent of your arousal fills my nostrils.

One thing Rachel hadn't told me, but from what she did say, it led me to believe that she had never orgasmed. Yet her firm young body gave ever sign that Rachel would soon experience her first orgasm very soon.

“Rachel my love remove your pajama top.” MY LOVE it was the first time I had said I loved her.

"Yes Reverend I will!"

I watched as this young innocent beauty Unbuttoned the pajama top the rest of the way. A shy little blush kissed her cheeks as she let it slide to the floor to stand before me in all her youthful naked glory. Her sweet young body told me that after years of bitter disappointment that she was so ready for the unknown now.

"I want this Reverend, I want it so much now."

I kissed the naked young beauty, our tongues dancing together. I broke that sensual kiss, so Rachel’s seduction could start in earnest. Kisses as soft as the brush of a butterfly’s wing traced your jawline, floated down the sensual curve of your neck, a little lovers nip where your neck and shoulder meet and your life force beats just below the surface. Those maddening soft kisses explore the contours of your firm young breasts.

As I drop to my knees those butterfly kisses float down over your quivering abdomen. Another lovers nip where your hip and thigh meet. My hot moist breath washes over your untouched Pussy. “Rachel spread your legs for me my love..

 

[Becaa57]

I watched as this young innocent beauty Unbuttoned the pajama top the rest of the way. A shy little blush kissed her cheeks as she let it slide to the floor to stand before me in all her youthful naked glory. Her sweet young body told me that after years of bitter disappointment that she was so ready for the unknown now.
Without hesitating, I slide my pajama top off, standing in a way that I've actually done before in front of a man totally naked. But knowing I had no choice in the matter, I was almost driving for this. Wanting what was coming next, but not sure.

Feeling your kisses move down my body, igniting waves of fire with every small kiss or nip. My heart racing faster and faster. My womanhood almost gushing it's so wet, never have I experienced this before. I don't know what brought me here, chance or as the Reverend believes the lord. I just feel like my whole life has pointing in this direction.

As I drop to my knees those butterfly kisses float down over your quivering abdomen. Another lovers nip where your hip and thigh meet. My hot moist breath washes over your untouched Pussy. “Rachel spread your legs for me my love.

Again with no hesitation, I obey you, opening my legs giving you access to something that has never been used or pleasured by anyone including myself. But already without you even touching it as far more excited and ready then it has ever been. I know that I will do whatever you want, just to keep these feelings going.
Afraid to even speak not wanting to spoil what's happening and what I hope will happen soon

 

[cgraven]

Rachel sweetly obeys without hesitation, opening her shapely legs, giving me access to her virgins treasure. I doubt that anyone, including Rachel, had ever used or pleasured her virgin pussy. Yet already, without even touching it she was far more excited and ready.

Rachel was so needy, so lost in the sinful pleasure that now rippled through her innocent young body that I knew that she would do whatever I want, just as long as I kept the feeling that now possessed her going.

Rachel through back her head, her eyes rolled back, to afraid to even speak, not wanting to spoil what was happening and what she hoped would happen soon.

I kissed Rachel’s chaste pussy. Then my lips, tongue, mouth, and teeth, began to coax her pearl of passion from its hooded hiding place.

The poor little virgin was lost in her first real orgasm. I let Rachel savor it, embrace it, until I felt her young body began to relax. Then I feasted on her innocence, wracking a sears of soul searing, and cascading orgasms from Rachel, each building on the last.

I swept the young virgin into my arms and laid her on my bed. As I was laying beside her I turned to face her. “Rachel you said that you could not get any of your boyfriends or your fiancée to cum for you even when you gave them a blow job. Would you like to try again with me Rachel.”