Pastor Paul Fetish Re Run Ch 01

Pastor Paul woke early on a Friday morning with a huge boner. He was three weeks into his new church post, and he had just had a highly sexual dream recalling what had happened with Devon White, one of the choir girls at his previous church.

She had had a big crush on him, and he had completely lost his head one hot summer Sunday when she had stayed behind to stack away the hymnals after service. When pastor Paul had returned to the vestry after locking the church door he found Devon in the room. Bare legged, in a rather flimsy summer knee length dress with no underskirt underneath, completely unaware that the sunlight streaming through the vestry window had fully outlined her naked thighs under the dress. She had just turned to look at him when suddenly Pastor Paul found he had a full blown erection tenting his trousers. His mind went blank as he was consumed with lust and desire to masturbate over the rather chubby big breasted choir girl. He went over behind her and moved his hands round her front and roughly squeezed her large breasts, through her dress and bra.

Devon squealed as he mauled and manipulated her tits and a grunt escaped from him as a whiff of the scent of her talc and perfume further inflamed him. Her bare pale legs and ankle socks under the knee length rather flimsy dress were, unknown to her, a provocation too far.

She had just turned to look at him when she felt him behind her. His hands moved round her and squeezed her heavy breasts. Devon gasped as she felt his hard cock bulge nosy itself into the material of her summer dress between her buttocks. Her eyes widened in shock when his hands drifted down to the hem of her dress and yanked it up round her waist revealing her white cotton panties.

'Please Pastor', she had blurted out as she heard the rasp of him unzipping and cried out, as after dropping his boxers, he had jammed his thick erect penis into her pantied bottom and started to dry hump her.

'Devon oh Devon,' he cried out as he went at her frantically as she clung desperately to the hymnal cupboard squealing as he erupted twice, jetting hot sticky cum over her panties.

For a week after he was petrified that she would report him, but she didn't, it only seemed to intensify her crush on him.

He had woken up this Friday morning with a hard on remembering the shuddering ecstasy of that orgasm when he had ruined Devon's church panties.

He had asked for a sabbatical to try and control his lust but when he felt ready to try again his old position had gone.

This new position had been offered to him but his old fetishes travelled with him and the more he tried to control his perverse urges the worse things got. Paul now daydreamed about the underwear of the young devout members of the Wednesday Evening Bible Study group.

Especially the twenty-year-old study group leader the delectable Rebecca. At Sunday service, her fully buttoned up blouses could not conceal the curves of her breasts and her just above the knee dresses only fired him up with an overwhelming desire to see what was hidden up them.

His plan had been to start writing his sermon for the upcoming Sunday service but instead Paul's hand slid under the duvet as he reached for his painfully hard cock, and fantasizing that Rebecca lay legs spread in front of him, naked except for a pair of lace trimmed pink panties began to masturbate.

Sometimes Rebecca blushed when he looked at her entering church on Sundays or when he joined the Bible Class study group on Wednesdays. Paul pondered whether she could have seen lust in his eyes? He was certain though he was worrying about nothing. She was just the epitome of devout innocence which only fueled his desire for her.

Sunday service came round again and as was the custom when it was over Pastor Paul stood at the door to bid the congregation farewell.

'Such a wonderful sermon Pastor,' gushed Rebecca's mother as she shook hands, 'so inspiring!'

Paul bowed his head in acknowledgement

'You must come round to dinner' smiled her mother, 'I will give Rebecca an invitation to give to you after Bible Group on Wednesday'.

Rebecca squirmed with embarrassment at her mother's antics and only briefly made eye contact as she accepted the pastor's firm hand. She went crimson when his firm, strong fingers held onto hers a little longer than expected. The touch of her long slender fingers made his cock tingle.

'I look forward to seeing you on Wednesday Rebecca,' he said softly.

'I do appreciate you helping me going over the Bible Groups account figures,' he added.

'Yes Pastor of course,' she answered, demurely lowering her eyes.

They were the last to leave and Paul's eyes drank in her firm buttocks under her dress as she and her mother walked down the driveway to the Church gate.

Wednesday could not come quickly enough for Paul. The thought of dinner with Rebecca was so exciting and an added stimulus for Wednesday evening when he would be alone with her after Bible Study for the very first time.

Wednesday came and at the meeting, as Rebecca attempted to explain an Old Testament passage Paul took advantage of her earnest concentration to glance at her short-sleeved summer sweater, much more exciting than her buttoned up Sunday service blouses. The outline of her fairly small. but firm looking breasts much more evident. Her skirt was also shorter than on her church Sunday dresses. She had on a cute Alice band and Paul simply wanted to have her. His penis stirred and he forced himself to concentrate on the Bible discussion.

At last the meeting ended and the group said their farewells as Rebecca went into the vestry to take out the accounts folder. Paul said goodnight at the door to the other members and quietly locked the door.

He was on edge as he returned to the vestry. She had her back to him and seemed lost in thought as he came up to her while she was fixing her hair in the mirror. She could see him in the mirror and he startled her a little when he laid a hand gently on her shoulder.

'You did wonderfully well tonight Rebeca,' he remarked gently squeezing her shoulder as their eyes met. He noted that she was blushing.

'Thank you Pastor,' she answered, 'I do try my best.'

She watched, faltering a little as he moved his other hand onto her other shoulder and she faltered a little

I need to share some thing with you,' he said softly. Rebecca's eyes widened.

'Yes father,' she replied nervously. 'Have I done something wrong?

'I can't stop thinking about you,' he whispered, you are so devout and beautiful.'

He moved his hands down and around her back to her waist. and toyed with the edge of her sweater.

Rebecca felt a little giddy.

'I have the accounts folder here Pastor' she said breathing faster shall we start?'

He had locked eyes with her and some how she couldn't drag hers away.

Pastor Paul had move against her nuzzling her neck and she tingled as he she slipped his hands up under the back of her sweater.

'Pastor', said Rebecca weakly,' please dont as as she felt his fingers move up and unfasten her bra. Her mouth went dry.

'Forgive me, he said softly, I can't resist you.'

Rebecca stood watching in the mirror trembling as he eased up her sweater and moving his hands round to her pulled up her bra cups revealing her bare little breasts. Her mouth had gone dry.

She felt her legs were going to give way as she watched him kiss bite her neck.

She moaned and involuntarily arched her neck as he sucked at it.

'Please stop father', she whispered as his fingers found her little nipples, 'this is so sinful.'

'God forgive me,' whispered Paul as began to rub and tease her nipples till they hardened.

'I can't stop thinking about your breasts and pussy Rebecca' he moaned.

She gasped at such sinful language but could not drag her eyes away from his fingers manipulating her nipples.

Her mind was in a fog, thinking that this this was all her fault. She had provoked him with her body and needed to pray for forgiveness. She jolted as he stretched her nipples away from her breasts. and groaned as he sucked at her ear making her squirm when he stuck his tongue into it.

'Please Pastor,' Rebecca whispered desperately, 'please stop,' as she became conscious of wetness in her panties.

There was a silence with only the sound of heavy breathing. Something made him pause.

'You need to go home Rebecca,' he said in a thick voice, 'before I eat you up.'

He released her and left the room.

Rebecca trembled, her nipples were aching, she felt the stickiness in her panties as she awkwardly fixed her clothes. She realized that if he had put his hand up her skirt she would have been unable to stop him, and this shocked her.

Where was her devoutness for all these years when she needed it most?

When she left the vestry Paul was kneeling in prayer. The keys to the door were beside him. She quietly picked them up and went and unlocked the door, left the keys on a pew near the door and slipped out of the church.