Date: Tue, 18 Feb 2014 19:44:34 -0800 (PST) From: Tony Ambros Subject: Youth Pastor and His Students Part 3 Author's Note: This is a short chapter to bridge to the next major section. If this type of material offends you or is illegal in your area, please leave this page. This story is pure fantasy, and the events and characters depicted therein are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons or events are purely coincidental. Monday – John For four consecutive nights, I had gone to sleep with my stomach sticky with my own cum, the result of furious masturbation sessions, the image of Megan's naked body and her pussy impaled on my cock running through my mind. I'd had these thoughts before, but it was four days ago that the fantasies became reality and my imagination's idea of what she looked like naked was replaced by mental images of the real thing. The 18-year-old and I had spent almost three years in a typical student/youth pastor relationship before our relationship had taken unexpectedly physical turn the previous Thursday, resulting in my taking her virginity on my office desk, among other wildly inappropriate and entirely enjoyable acts. The rest of the weekend had been filled with preparations for this trip. It turns out that flying 18 students and adults halfway across the country takes quite a bit of work, and it fairly consumed me for a few days. Sunday meant the usual hustle and bustle of our morning service, followed by the aforementioned cross-country flight. Upon our arrival, our group had checked in to the hotel and each retreated to our respective rooms to rest up for the week ahead. In the busyness of the weekend, Megan and I hadn't had a chance to discuss what had happened, though there had been many quick glances between the two of us throughout the church service, flight, and Monday's activities. With her being in a room with her sister and another girl from our youth group, I wasn't sure how to initiate another encounter, despite my determination to do so. To be honest, I wasn't even sure if she wanted to continue what we had started, but I had to get her alone so I could at least find out where she stood. I had a room to myself, but I couldn't think of a way she could get away for an extended period of time without arousing suspicion. As I entered my hotel room Monday night, I badly needed a shower after the craziness of the day's activities. I luxuriated in the hot water, remembering the time I'd spent with Megan in the shower at the church, my cock buried in her asshole. Before I knew it, I was spewing my seed all over the shower wall. I finished my shower, threw on a pair of boxers and lay down, setting my alarm before turning out the light. I'm an early riser, so I figured I'd be the first of our group to wake up, which would let me hit the gym before the day got going. I may not be the perfect physical specimen, but I do at least make an effort not to let myself go any further. I had been a sleep for an hour or so when I heard a knock on the door. Glancing at the clock as I turned on the bedside lamp, I saw that it was 12:30 in the morning. I quickly slipped on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and stumbled to the door. "Someone better be bleeding to have woken me up," I thought in my stupor. As I arrived at the door, I rubbed my eyes and peered through the peephole. My mind immediately came alive when I saw Megan standing outside the door. She was wearing a pink spaghetti-strap camisole without a bra, which allowed me to see the outline of her small nipples even through the distorted lens, and a pair of black cheerleading shorts. Her feet were bare on the hotel carpet as she nervously looked up and down the hallway. I quickly opened the door, ushering her into my room. I quietly closed the door behind us, and as I turned to face her, my questions about whether or not she wanted more were answered in an instant. Megan jumped into my arms, wrapping her arms tight around my neck and smashing our lips together. I instinctively grabbed her ass, holding her up as her legs encircled my waist. "Sorry I came so late, I had to wait for the girls to fall asleep," she whispered into my mouth. "Don't worry about it," I responded, an excited smile on my face as my cock hardened against her crotch. Megan lowered her legs, standing on her own two feet, and pushed me toward the bed. I could tell that there would be no gentle exploration tonight. My calves bumped against the bed, but she kept the pressure on my chest, causing me to sit down hard on the queen-sized mattress. I scooted backwards, clumsily pulling my shirt and shorts off as I did so. At the same time, she pushed her own shorts to the floor and stepped out of them. As she joined me on the bed, I was pleased to note that she hadn't been wearing any panties under the shorts, which now lay discarded on the floor at the foot of the bed. My boxers soon fell the floor as well, as she was apparently in as much of a hurry to get my cock inside her as I was to get it into her. As I lay my head back on the pillows, Megan's mouth lowered over my cock. Unlike the previous week, she quickly took my whole cock into her mouth and throat, her nose buried in my pubic hair. She held the position until she had to release it to breathe, then began enthusiastically sucking and licking my cock, making sure every inch got some oral attention. I was determined to make sure she came first this time, so I reached down and began tugging her hips toward me. She got the message and moved her legs to straddle my face, all without taking her lips off my hard member. As she lowered her pussy onto me, I greedily began lapping at the tender lips above me. My hands played with her nipples through the material of her shirt, making me regret not pulling it off before she latched on to me. This action on her nipples caused her to moan into my cock. The vibrations were a whole new amazing sensation, and I felt a charge run through my whole body. This prompted a moan in response from me, which created the same charge in her body. We lay there, pleasing each other and moaning for several minutes before I made my next move. I reached up with my lips and began to rim the sweet pink rosebud of her asshole, licking all around it before applying pressure directly to it. I attempted to tongue-fuck her asshole, but couldn't get much depth, so I pulled my tongue out and replaced it with a finger, slowly inserting my middle digit until it completely disappeared inside her. This invasion caused her to stop what she was doing on my cock, but I didn't mind. I wanted her to cum on my face before we figured out where my load was going. I continued to eat her pussy while my finger slowly fucked her asshole. After a few minutes, I added my index finger to the middle one that was already penetrating her, my saliva still serving as a lubricant. This second finger pushed her over the edge. I felt her pussy muscles contract around my tongue, her clit being stimulated by the prickly hairs on my chin. I felt the now-familiar tensing of her muscles as she froze in orgasm, mouth still wrapped around my tool. As I lapped at the wetness in between her legs, I spoke into the folds. "You ready to have me in you? I have condoms in my bag." Her response was to remove her face from my crotch and turn around so that her wet pussy was straddling over my aching cock, the lips of her pussy sliding up and down the underside of it as the head rested on my belly. "No need," she said. "I saw a doctor on Friday, and he put me on the pill." Her hand reached down to take hold of it, guiding me into her waiting love tunnel. After she had lowered herself (slowly, as it was still only her second time) all the way on to me, I saw her hands move to the bottom of her shirt and cross as it came over her head, releasing her small tits into the air of the hotel room. She wiggled herself around a bit on my cock, enjoying the look of pure pleasure on my face, before leaning over and kissing me. With her tongue in my mouth and her nipples rubbing against mine, she began to lift her hips up and down, riding my cock. I started thrusting myself into her, joining the rhythm she was establishing, and with the intensity increasing with every stroke, she was soon bouncing on my cock, unable to stay still enough to maintain the kiss. I watched as her tits began to swing in front of me with the rhythm of our fuck. She wasn't quite big enough for me to suck them comfortably from this position, but the show I was getting was incredible. We both knew that, after the tongue-lashing she had already given me, I wouldn't last very long. I began to bounce her up and down on my cock, faster and faster, sweat beading on both of our foreheads. She had her hands on my chest to steady her, and she began to gently tweak my nipples as she bounced. This was the last straw for me, and I increased my tempo yet again as I exploded inside of her. The feeling of my hot cum inside of her pushed her over the top, and I felt her pussy clamp down on my cock as her orgasm rocked her body. We slowed down our motions, both breathing hard, looking into each other's eyes. She reached over and turned out the light on the nightstand, bathing us in darkness. She leaned forward and kissed me in the dark before laying her head on my chest. We talked a bit about our... "situation" before drifting off to sleep, my cock still nestled warmly inside of her sweet love tunnel, our collective juices seeping out... Tuesday Morning – Megan I woke up the next morning to the sound of an alarm clock blaring and the unexpected feel of a body underneath me. As John reached over to make the offending noise stop, I remembered where I was and why I was there. "Why is your alarm set so early?" I asked. "I was gonna go for a jog on the treadmill down in the fitness room," John responded groggily. I wiggled my ass, causing his cock, which was somehow still inside my pussy, to stir. I smiled at him in the pre-dawn light as an idea flashed through my mind. "How about we get a different kind of exercise," I suggested, a twinkle in my eye. Without a word, he smiled and pushed me over onto my back, removing his cock from my warmth, leaving me feeling empty. He knelt between my legs and began rubbing the tip of his hardening cock over my slit, slowly increasing the length of the stroke until it went all the way from my clit down to my asshole. The pressure on my puckered hole caused a flood of juices inside of my pussy, and his cock began to glisten with my liquid lubricant. He got harder with every pass over me. I slipped my hands up to my chest and began playing with my nipples. I had always wished my breasts were bigger, but John had seemed to enjoy them, and they sure were sensitive. I had almost cum just from his manipulation of the nerves therein during our first session. And it didn't matter too much, as I could tell he was really an ass and legs man, and I knew I had those in spades. As all of this passed through my mind, his erection came to full hardness, and he gently slipped into me. After the frantic pace of the previous night, he seemed determined to keep the pace a little slower this time, but I knew I didn't have long before my roommates woke up. Michelle would figure out where I was, but I wanted to be in the shower before Dakota (the other girl in our room) could smell the sex on me. I glanced at the clock and wrapped my legs around him, pulling him deeper into me. He felt my heels against his lower back and began to pump in and out of me a little harder. I decided to give him a little encouragement. I had done some research, looking for sex tips and ideas after our first encounter, and had read that some guys like it when girls talk to them, telling them what they want. So I figured I'd give it a shot. "Yeah, baby, fuck my tight young pussy," I said, watching for his reaction to my first attempt at dirty talk. I'm not sure if it was intentional, but his pace increased, his strokes getting shorter and faster. "Mmm, that's so good. Give it to me hard," I proffered, and he responded, speaking for only the second time this morning. "You like my hard cock in your twat, don't you, Meg?" I nodded, my face flushing. Despite the events of the past week, it was going to take some time to get used to my youth pastor talking dirty to me. He pulled my legs from behind him and put my ankles on his shoulders, allowing him to penetrate deeper into me. My eyes bulged as he penetrated deeper with each stroke of his cock. He leaned forward on me, stretching out my hamstrings, reminding me of my high school lacrosse career, which had only ended earlier in the year. He shook me out of my revelry by freeing his cock from my pussy's grasp, grabbing my hips, and flipping me over onto my stomach. I was pleasantly surprised by his strength and aggressiveness. Lifting my ass toward him, he swiftly entered my cunt and began stroking me hard and fast. I slid one hand under me and began playing with my clit as his cock moved in and out of me. My muscles began to contract, pulling him deeper in to me as my face rested on the pillow. I stiffened up, my orgasm coming in waves over my body. My pussy clamped down on John's stiff rod, and the feeling of my walls closing in on him caused him to cum. I couldn't see his face, but I knew from experience that his mouth was hanging slightly open and his eyes were glazed over as I felt his warm seed splash over my pussy walls. He pumped his cock inside of me a few more times, and I did my best to milk his cock with the muscles around my pussy. When he was done, he slowly pulled his softening penis out of me. I felt my hole begin to close up, but not before a drop of his cum ran out and down my leg. He quickly scooped it up on his finger and offered it to me. I licked it off of his finger and rolled off the bed. I had to hurry up if I was going to beat the girls to the shower. I dressed and found my room key as he put on a t-shirt and gym shorts before we walked to the door. He pulled my face to his, giving me a long kiss, teasing my lips with his tongue before breaking the contact. He opened the door and looked up and down the hall, checking to see if anyone was out there to see me leaving my youth pastor's hotel room in the wee hours of the morning. Seeing no signs of life, he opened the door wider, groping my ass as he ushered me out the door. Before I could get more than a couple steps from his doorway, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me back for one last quick peck on the lips, then swatted the globe of my right butt cheek as I walked away. I could feel his cum threatening to slip out of my pussy and run down my leg as I made my way down the hall, praying that Dakota was still asleep.